Archive for May, 2010
Thus far, most attempts at formally schooling myself have been met with overwhelming internal opposition. Of my three decades on this planet, very little time has been spent inside a classroom and/or lecture hall (I believe that’s what they are called at university). And, since I’m being honest here, of the time that has been spent in such rooms, a large portion of it was while under the influence of recreational narcotics.
A fair assumption for you to make at this point then, is that I have had almost no opportunity to learn how to write on a blackboard, whiteboard or any oversized flat surface for that matter. On occasions that I have no way of escaping doing so, I generally produce lettering so alien, so very far removed from conventional communication standards, that I am certain to have, at least once, inadvertently summoned a spiritual being from another dimension with the arcane symbols I put forth.
Having said all this… I think I may have found evidence that there is, in fact, little or no relationship between education and chalkmanship. Whatsoever.
I took this photo in Breda Street in Gardens yesterday. I haven’t stopped smiling yet. Although I suspect my smile will get even wider in a couple of heres when I get my first royalty cheque from Fromkin and Rodman (inside-joke for linguistics students).