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In high school, I learned what good music was.

In college, I learned what good speakers are.

In high school, I learned what I wanted to be when I grew up. In college, I learned I was wrong.

In high school, I learned a lot of stuff. In college, I learned how to drink.

My first high school "music" social experience:

I'm a freshman in high school -- a nerdy computer geek sitting in Graphics Arts class. I loved that class, mostly because the teachers just let us do whatever we wanted on a computer all day. (Yeah, our school was special, we had iMac computer labs)

I had just learned about the song "Free Bird", and how it was an epic, nine-minute long rock song. One of the first "cool" facts I learned about music. I was eager to share this knowledge.

So, there's a goth kid sitting next to me, jamming out to music on his computer, twirling his black studded armbands, long hair flailing about, whatever.

I think: "Man, you know some cool music facts now! You should talk to him!"

2 minutes pass...

"Hey man, you should play 'Free Bird' next, that song is awesome, it's NINE minutes long!"

He looked at me, my glasses, then paused for a while.

*blink*

"Dude, I'm playing it now ... this is Freebird."




Yeah. High school was rough.

IMEO, no one here writes at a high school level, so no one should be concerned. You shoulda seen some of the stuff I got handed by undergrads as a t.a. in a very $notty univer$ity. It wouldn't have earned even a 'C' in my highschool.

In general, there is a high level of clear thinking here (clearly misguided at times, too, but clear). Concise thinking is nothing without the ability to articualate it and that exisits here on a higher plane than anyone should expect from a non-academic forum.

Academic forums are are big yawn, except when two hotheads start pounding each other during something arcane, like a "Sign vs. Symbol" argument. Then a 3rd person calls them both out because she says it's a "Signifier" and neither of the other two.

Ultimately these days, it usually devolves into a debate over contemporary French philosphy----and no one wants that. Ewwww!

Next come the academic insults and everyone's scholarship is questioned then maligned.

I really think it gets as heady here as possible without sliding into dogma wars. Otherwise, it's just a tiny pond full of finless barracuda----they know they can still bite everything, but they just can't swim to it.

I only wanna play polker with people I know can beat me. If I didn't feel the same about this "place," I wouldn't keep coming back.

Like I've said, I came for the information, but stuck around for the bad attitudes.

Go fish!

And here I thought we were playing Crazy 8's.

Barracuda have perma-slime. You can't wash that crud off if you touch one.

That reminds me the first time I took my then girlfriend out fishing on the ocean with my two friends. In the middle of a wide open barracuda bite, Kevin decides his Denny's Super Bird sandwich is not sitting too well and strips down to his undies and jumps in the water, looking not unlike a giant gawky Irish manatee, swims about twenty feet away from the boat and promptly floats one, which, floats right back towards the boat. Good times.

That was the last time she went fishing with us.

Thanks, Kevin.

Not classy but "classic".

Would she have believed it was a Baby Ruth bar?