Monday, March 05, 2007

The Psychology of Ethics

I'm registered, I'm orientation-ed.... oriented I guess, and I've got all my materials for the first month of classes.

Scratch that, first month of class.

Indeed, this first month I'll only be taking one class. Since this is a Bachelor of Science I'll be getting, there are some General Education requirements that go along with all the awesome animation stuff I'll eventually be learning. Since I've already got one of those BS things, I get to skip out on a few classes here and there. This first month is supposed to entail two classes (for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week). "English Composition", and "Ethics and Psychology".

Well luckily for me, I already have an English minor so Full Sail decided to let me pass on English Comp stuff. Or maybe because they're so impressed with the flowing prose of my blog. Regardless of the reason, that means March is a Tuesday and Thursday undertaking - probably the lightest class load I've ever had at any level of school, with the minor exception of that one class taking up 8 hours on each day.

I wonder why, in this accelerated Bachelor's program, they picked certain gen ed stuff to cover and not others. I'm sure there's some guidelines that they must follow to be accredited, but why Ethics and Psychology? I guess so we don't end up being a bunch of animators that lie to their professors, audience, customers, or constituents.


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Class starts tomorrow. Hoycha!

Friday, March 02, 2007

We All Grow Up Sooner or Later

In non-school related news - my mom recently retired, and as such has quite a bit more time on her hands than she used to. My dad and I gave her a laptop for Christmas, and since then she's been using a computer much more than she ever had previously. Probably not reading RSS feeds in the bathroom (who does that... *Cough*), but she's becoming internet savvy fairly quickly

Since we usually enjoy playing Scrabble while I'm at home visiting, I thought we could leverage her newfound enthusiasm for the interwebs by playing some online Scrabble. This morning was our first game, and just like when playing her in person, my juvenile mind kept forming words that were best left un-played.

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I dunno about everyone else, but I'm always sure to have a browser with Urban Dictionary up when I play my mom in Scrabble.

On a side note - this particular comic is a bit larger than previous ones. Does everybody elses' browsers scale it down appropriately? Let me know if you're having problems seeing things.