What it's really about...

Summer session is in full swing and I'm pretty confident that I'll do alright in Government class.
I have an automatic study partner in my wife since we're taking this class together, although I'm starting to realize that her study habits are annoying and totally different than mine.
I'm the type that has to have chaos around me in order to focus. I have to move around...can't sit still...easily distracted, and if it's to quiet, I'm losing my mind. Another thing, I'm paranoid...call it gun shy if you will, but I cannot have people hoover over me like a vulture.
My wife hoovers. She likes contact. She has to be touching me all the time. I love her, but
IT DRIVES ME FRIGGIN NUTS!!!
I hate being touched. It feels like ants crawling inside my skin.
I've always been this way and cannot explain why, but that's the way it is...

So, needless to say, we study in different rooms in order to avoid arguing.

I'm not sure why I went into all of that, but I did.

So, Summer classes have started and we are getting closer to really focusing on getting our staff together during labs for our 75th anniversary edition of The Foghorn.

Excitement builds....

The managing editor (The Hammer) is doing an internship at the local newspaper, so I'm excited for her and the experience she will bring back to our staff.


Now, for what the title of this blog is, "What it's really about",
Somebody brought me a taco from Taqueria Alteño.
It was a potato, egg and bacon taco. (Papas, juevos con tocino) on a flour tortilla.
I was pretty happy about getting said taco, considering I just had an interesting conversation about what diabetics should not be eating. ( Potatos, eggs, bacon and flour tortillas are definite no-nos)
Needless to say, I was happy about it because, free food is always the best food, regardles if it is good for you or not. (Note: Krispy Kreame is giving away free donuts)
So I opened it up and lo-and-behold, the tortilla looked like it had been assaulted by Mike Tyson. (I realize the timing of the Tyson comment is a little bad considering his daughter just passed, but what other reference could I use: The tortilla looked like it's ear had just been bitten off.)
3/4 of the tortilla was intact and the other 1/4 had fallen off to the side.
The bacon was hanging off looking like it had swine flu; depressed and out of energy.
The potatos were pale.
The eggs were dry.
My excitement was drained...and I was left to ask myself, "Is free food really the best food?"
Yesterday, the college gave away free hot dogs. It was a very generous act of kindness from a school that really looks out for its students. They started at noon and ended at 4p.m.
At 5:00, I was walking out and told that there are still plenty of dogs left to take home.
I grabbed a few, because free is good, not thinking about potential consequence from eating food that has been sitting out for five hours.
Consequence came this morning...Immodium came right after.

So, what is it really about?
I don't know...
I'm just a college student trying to figure it out like the rest of the world...
BUT !!!
Somebody once said, if you want to be great at something, keep doing it.
Baseball players are not born great.
Football players are not born great.
Photographers are not born great.
Writers are not born great.
They all practice and fail and practice and fail and practice and fail until failure is no longer an option and they start getting good at it.
Then they keep practicing until they are great...but do they stop at greatness?


Nope, they just keep practicing.
Maybe, that's what it's all about...
Now if you can tie all that in with the free taco, then you are beyond great and can now stop practicing.

Tuesday

Grades are in and my stress levels are low...
The big Mexican got a 4.0.

See, I do write poetry.

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I was thinking about jury duty today.
I had to sit through this whole process of sitting and waiting and waiting and sitting until my name is called only to be told that I must call back the following day after 5 p.m. to find out if I have to go through the whole process over again.

You see alot of people in jury duty and as time went on, I started to realize that our small city is not as diverse as the normal city of 275,000.
Corpus sure has alot of Latinos, as well as Blacks and Anglos (forgive me for not being as PC as you would like, but this is an amatuer attempt at a blog with about as many readers as the Muslim version of Tiger Beat) but every other nationality was not very well represented in the jury selection process... I ASK WHY?

There was a blue haired lady and a long haired dude with spikes coming out of his face and a very prissy girl with a pink blouse, pink sandals, pink toenails and a pink cell phone all matching her pink...


wait for it...


lipstick. (what did you think I was going to say, pervert?)

A new adventure...

Well alrighty then,
Maybe I am stressing for nothing and maybe I might be showing a sign of weakness when I need to be exhibiting strength, but it just dawned on me that I am going to be the new Editor in Chief for the Foghorn Newspaper ( Del Mar College).
Questions start to plague my peanut and I know that everything will fit into place, but why do I feel like a fish out of water?

1. I just realized that I might be hurting people's feelings in one form or another when it comes to assigning positions. There is the side of me who knows that being in charge means not being able to make everyone happy all the time. I understand that; yet I have this soft spot for people that I now consider friends. (I don't know where this came from, I always considered myself an asshole until just recently...my wife will agree.) I do understand that not everyone can get what they want and there will have to be adjustments made in order to accommodate so that we can focus on a successful paper. I guess those bridges will be crossed eventually.

2. I was asked what changes I would make, if any, to the way the paper was last semester. Look, it's no secret that we lost some focus, but except for a few tweaks here and there, we were still a decent paper. "Am I satisfied with decent?" I was asked... Nope, decent is sub-par at best. We are still an award winning paper, but again, we lost focus and that lack of focus showed in every aspect. (It happens) In the next few days, I think we can develop a plan to refocus and "turn this mutha out". I feel that I have a great person behind me who could have easily become the Editor in Chief, (she was more than qualified and I am still in shock) and the outgoing editor is just as awesome.

3. ch ch ch changes... "I have a vision... it's just a little fuzzy right now."~p. perez (feel free to use it if you want)
The flag will change just a little. I want to encorporate a graphic somewhere, commemorating 75 years of serving Del Mar College. Maybe take it old-school and bring back the Viking, or maybe the lighthouse... dunno yet.
5- day weather, buh-bye.(maybe we'll see you on the website)

4. before I go on, I need to say that everyone knows that the future of newspapers is a little uncertain... I see newspapers starting to focus a majority of energy back to local, community and possibly regional news in the near future. World news can be found anywhere on the web, so why bother. Newspapers need to be loyal and dedicated to the community that supports them. I think that's where our paper will be primarily focused on. Of course, World news is important, and keeping our community informed about major events is key (MAJOR being the key word) to journalism but focus on our area is vital in order to make our paper attractive to potential readers. Am I wrong here?

Anyway, I am rambling...
~pj