After a few weeks of post-graduation work on our afterburner the damn thing finally lit off!
It’s been a hectic week. After getting back from JMSR I had to scramble to pack up a good portion of stuff from my room for the parents to take back and get ready for graduation. Yes, believe it or not, they for some insane reason gave me a diploma.
It was fun seeing my parents and brother again, even though I’ll probably end up moving back in due to lack-o-job. That being said, take notice the lack of job part, so if anyone out there has the power, give me a job!
The start of the worst 9.5 minutes of my life:
It should be easy to tell from my recent lack of blog postings that my ample amount of free time has been reduced. The reason? Yet another year of scholastic adventure. Yes for the fifth time around I returned to Purdue University to stare down the barrel of a gun filled with learning. If you are confused right now, allow me to explain. Most collegiate degrees are meant to be obtained in a mere four years, the last of these four years being your senior year. However, for some truly exemplary students, the University may wish to keep the student an entire extra year and elevate them to the status of “Super” Senior. Being a “Super” senior has quite a few cushy benefits, another year of avoiding the responsibilities of the real world, another year of the Neon Cactus, one more year of collegiate racing, and another year spent in my favorite state of the Union: Indiana! Some of the additional benefits of being a super senior include taking some odd classes to help you graduate. During my sophomore year I took Italian 101. Unknown to me at the time I had to take another Italian class in order for my first Italian class to count towards graduation. However, the first 101 did not go so well, so the prospect of taking another was a dreadful one. Before you start thinking I’m now forced to fake my way through another forign language class by mumbling let me tell you that I found the answer:Italian 330: Italian Cinema (with subtitles!!). So far we’ve watched Cabiria, a silent movie from 1914 that ground along for a whole two and a half hours accompanied by a single piano that would be at home in a Vaudeville theater.
The entire year will not be devoted to odd GenEd classes. I will also be taking actual Aerospace Engineering classes also. One year long class involves designing a thrust augmentor (afterburner) for model airplane turbojet engine:
As far as bicycle racing has been going two weekends ago was the Marion NRC classic, which sucked for me. Ten turns in 0.8 miles ain’t quite my style of racing, but it suited Ryan and Derek just fine, both of who finished in the money. The next day went slightly better, Panther missed the race winning breakaway, but I got into a late move with MWCCC alumni Phil Mooney, and stayed away for 6th place.
Last weekend however there were no races, except for one way up north in Michigan. But we had a better idea. Instead of driving 12 hours for racing, we decided to throw Derek a going away party. That was a lot of fun and Derek left for Korea on Sunday. Next weekend I’ll be going back up into Michigan for a Labor Day filled with some good racing.
Check out this video that somehow ended up on our Panther Website:
(it really speaks to my feelings)
Also, check out the exciting finish to Tuesday’s Vuelta a Espana stage. Go to 0:50 to see what happens when 100 riders all lock it up on wet pavement.
Most of my time is spent in the Armstrong hall of Engineering, named after our most popular and reclusive graduate, Neil Armstrong, the man who first stood on the moon, looked back to Earth and said “Fuck you, Commie Bastards, We Win”.
The building itself is built with the same red brick that every other building at Purdue has. But this building brings Purdue into the 21st Century. Not only does the interior have sparse to no furnishings or decorations, but the Spartan interior makes students feel like they are not going to school but going to the future. From the outside the Aerospace building itself looks like it could take off at any moment and belongs in orbit. The strange acute angles that plague the building make this new seat of the Engineering Department the most inefficient use of floor space on the University (besides the Football Stadium, thanks Joe Tiller).
The building lucky enough to be my 2nd most favorite place to spend my time is the Purdue Engineering Library. This is another great place to study. At UofM’s Engineering College there is the 3D sine-cosine field, which is really a grass field that attempts to fuse Engineering mathematics with grass, which results in a turf management nightmare. At Purdue’s Library we have our own sad excuse for Engineering Art: These are no simple neon tube lights, but neon test beakers. The point of this, I still don’t know even though I’ve spent many hours pondering its meaning. The study areas of the library itself is dank and depressing enough to make a Spanish Inquisitor feel right at home. This particular picture is taken on the Mezzanine (fancy, right?). To the left of the picture are the stacks, and on the right are the study areas, separated by thin metal walls that are warm and cozy. On this particular floor, the ceiling is roughly 8 feet tall and the floor is made of metal, which amplifies every step or chair movement . I’ve never been on a submarine but imagine this is as close as I will ever get.
Lastly, thanks to my 12th grade Art History Teacher, every monument, building, or structure in general that has a slender shape could be a phallic symbol . This thought struck me today while passing our schools bell tower. Purdue was founded as an Agricultural school and is now famous for it’s Engineering School (which is a sausage fest itself). This theory fits well, worshiping fertility (ag school) and…………Engineers (thanks Ms. Rohde).