I sent out several photos of my Arizona trip, as well as one of leafless winter trees, to folks on
the postcardx.net list. Someone posted an acknowledgment of receipt of one of mine, which was very nice. I stapled the photos to the corrugated plastic, after a "return to sender--wrong address" returned mailing showed that the
superglue made for a rather artistic wiggling of the photo. I'd say something cute about maybe it's my industrial phase, but actually, I just hope the staples hold.
The frenzy of law school admissions continue unabated over at my favorite law board, vault.com.
Folks mourn because their only admits are
places like Emory, which was tons more selective than my own law school. That's something that's really changed since I was in college--folks worrying overmuch about elitism in their grad school choices. Oh, there were a few--a high school classmate who went to John Hopkins med,
a friend in college who did the whole Fulbright scholar and Harvard Law thing...but by and large, my friends and I were too preoccupied with
day to day living to worry much about professional school reputation. We felt lucky to go to the state U. law school, and to eat gyros sandwiches off nice dinner plates at the Terrace Restaurant on Friday evenings. I do remember in high school that the various class geniuses tried mightily to get scholarships to the eastern universities,
but had to "settle" for mere full ride trips to places like Baylor. The particular fellow I'm thinking of is now a successful doctor, and I wonder if he even thinks about college admissions.