Wednesday, July 07, 2004
Tantalizing as this is, it still isn't the proper post (i.e. the long overdue one containing movie reviews and tales from the Cape). I just have a little time to burn before Jess picks me up so that I can go to Wonderland for the third freaking time today. And then, of course, the Sox game. We crushed the A's 11-0 last night, so perhaps we shall see good things today.
Today on the T (that's the subway, for non-Massachusettian readers) into Boston I met a lovely lady. She got on a couple of stops after I did and sat down next to me. I had my giant newsprint sketchpad awkwardly propped up against my seat, so she asked if I was an art student. Yes. Yes I am. Anywho, she was quite gregarious and we ended up chatting the entire way there. She was going in for a job interview, she has a son a couple years older than me and a daughter who's pregnant with her second child (the first one is named Sophie). It was really exceedingly pleasant, and I directed her to the proper green line when we got to Government Center and yay! Meeting nice people on the T! It's stupid, but it made me happy.
(Her name was Debbie)
I can't tell if it's because I went to bed early last night (midnight... unheard of for me) or because I stopped to get coffee this morning (at Starbucks... naturally I pass 3 or 4 Dunkin' Donuts on my way to Wonderland, and naturally I have to go out of my way to get Starbucks. Ann Arbor has spoiled me rotten), but I didn't fall asleep once today in class! That's the first time I've made it the whole way through without snoozing. Yeah, it's a four hour class without any breaks, but it still goes by lightyears faster than calculas classes (which were only 3 and a half hours) did. The problem is that it starts at 9 am, which means I've been up since a little after 6 am. Mornings are not my thing.
It's a Life Drawing and Anatomy class, by the by, which means that for the past few days we've been drawing from the skeleton. Exciting stuff. I like it, it means I get to brush up on my skulls. Which is very, very good for ze comic book dorkiness. Tomorrow we have our first model come in, and after that I think we have models most days. Life Drawing is one of my favorite things to do in art school. I can't get credit for this class, even though it's at a damn good art school (Massart, doncha know), so I'm taking it just because otherwise I wouldn't be able to do any drawing from live models this summer. Unless someone I know wouldn't mind posing nude, which I somehow doubt would be a viable option.
Anywho, I finished my work a bit early today and got kind of bored, so I scrawled upon my own self. One of these days I'm going to get ink poisoning. I got a lot of stares on the T ride back. I think people thought I had some insane kind of tattoo.
Since, you know, I already had skeletal anatomical structure on the brain.
One of the women in my class (I am correct in saying 'woman'... I think she's in her 40s) asked to borrow my pencil sharpener today, and in the process of reaching over to do so saw the Michigan Wolverines pin I have on my backpack. So she asked if I was from Michigan. I explained that I was from around here in the jolly ol' East, but attended school at U of M. "Oh!" she said. "Because I just moved here from Ann Arbor!"
Cue happy chatter about the second best college city in the US. The best, of course, being Boston. I mean, Ann Arbor is a pretty good place to be at college, but you can't really compare to Boston. New York, in my humble opinion, is too damn big. Plus their subway system is incomprehensible.
I am now going to go scrobble with art markers until it is time to leave for the game. I will be hideously Red Sox-ed out with bright red pants, a Lowell Spinners tshirt (class A Red Sox team, playing in Lowell, MA), and my Red Sox hat. I am clearly cooler than cool. What's cooler than bein' cool? Liquid nitrogen! Yes. Er. Go team.