Independence Day
About 7 am my sister asked me what I was planning on doing today. She was halfway across the world at work, and she had more plans to celebrate American Independence Day then I did – she was planning on having a BBQ. Me? I just got up thinking how to reply to a particularly difficult e-mail relating to job search. Plans, what plans? I had none. But things come to even those without plans. Soon an Owen Alumni messaged me on Facebook and as we talked he suggested seeing Hancock mid day. And I thought what a great idea! I’ve been thinking about seeing the movie, but at a no specified time, which for me often means when it comes out on video… BTW, it’s a pretty good film – definitely worth watching.
As I was getting ready to go out, Brie called telling me that she would be at my place about five. A quick look at the calendar reminded me that I asked her if she was going to the fireworks show at the Riverside Park downtown. Silly me, and I thought I had no plans…
So after the movie, four ladies went downtown for a dinner and a fireworks show. Originally, we wanted to sit by the stage and listen to the music (concert started at noon and went all day until the fireworks finished close to 10 pm), but it was so crowded we gave up on the idea. We ended up by the Woodland Bridge. Not only we had a great view for the fireworks (minus the music that went with it), but also we avoided all the smoke that comes with it. The wind blew it all at the nice folks right by the stage… It was so smokey that I couldn't see the very well lit Batman building. But it was a very nice show. If you are in Nashville on July 4th, do check it out. In the meantime, you can check out the video of the event form someone who was apparently in my vicinity.
After the show it was so crowded with all the people moving away from the river and to the parking lots. I was a bit scared that it will take us longer to get out of downtown then the time we spent there. But nothing is as it seems. Since we parked further up Broadway, it took us less time than I expected, so we ended up at home at a reasonable hour. It started raining as we were maneuvering through the crowds, but it started to pour few minutes after we got out of the parking lot. It was raining so hard, we couldn’t see the road. And all I could think of was how glad I was for not walking home.
Song of the day:
Martina McBride - Independence Day








I went to an open air movie at the Centennial Park with Brie last night. There I was confronted with a sad reality of the overweight South. It's been said that it's a pandemic. I think it's a self induced one. I mean, when I see a mother giving a soda to a small child/toddler, my blood boils. What we put in to our bodies has an immediate (and long term) effect on our health and well being. I had a long conversation with a friend in Poland about it, so it resonates even stronger with me now.

Don't be surprised, the smell of food in the lobby has a powerful impact on students. It's like a magnet that holds them and keeps them around even if they might have had other plans. Apparently nothing attracts MBAs more then free food. As en example, last Thursday the The Office
of Development and Alumni Relations put on cocktails and hors d’oeuvres Mardi Gras style. The lobby was full of hungry students. I admit, I was on my way home when the smell of fried chicken hit my nostrils and it didn't take long for me to have a hurricane in my hand. I am sure that some of the students came in with the single idea in mind - interact with alums. However, I am convinced that Owen staff is well aware how free food affects students and they take full advantage of it.

I am not saying that forcing children to kill anything is advisable or desirable. However, how many of those kids (or any kids like them) have parents that go hunting? Are we saying that killing a chicken for sustenance is worse then going duck hunting or putting another set of antlers on the wall? How is that as food for thought?


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