Fire Goddess Confession

On the evening of January 4th our dear friend Emily came up to me at Aimie's birthday party. Putting her arm around my shoulders, she said, "You know I hate to say this but it's a bit too cold for skiing. Do you think you could warm things up a bit?"

Now everyone knows I am the Fire Goddess, Bane to Skiiers and their precious snow. Thankfully in past years we have come to an agreement. They give me cheesecake and they can keep their cold snow. I had never had a Skiier ask me to make things warmers but I assumed it would require the same payment.

"You have cheesecake?"

Emily shook her head. "No, but we are eating pretty good ice cream cake. That should be enough."

"Ok, I'll see what I can do."

What Emily and I failed to take note of was that we were eating sacred ice cream cake of the mint chip variety. Two days after I got back from Nome the temperature started to rise and as most of you know the rest of the story is history. Ski races, school, and a lot of other things were canceled because of too much warmth. 

The moral of this story: Don't ask the Fire Goddess to make it warm until spring and don't underestimate the power of the sacred ice cream.

  

It's all Greek to me

Okay so I'm taking four classes, one of which is required.  And out of those four, in three of them we are discussing the same book.  The very first one Richards' ruined for us all those long years ago.  Any guesses? Yup, The Odyssey.  Its amazing how much I know about one book now. I even know how to read and translate parts of the original Greek text. 

 However, this is where the faults of elementary education come into play.  I never learned how to diagram sentences, or most basic grammar rules.  So I have to get special tutoring to learn all of that, which is a must know before learning Greek. I however, get to learn it at the same time.  So I get to feel really, really dumb once a day.

In contrast to that, my history course has nothing on Heuston. The professor will even stop and explain things if you have questions- even if they don't relate to the specific topic.  For instance someone in the class asked what he thought about 300 (this is a Mediterranean course), and he said "There is no documented evidence of any human successfully having a battle rhino."  

My favorite place at Whitman: the human bird bath.  Literally, a big bird bath meant for cooling off sweaty students.  :)