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When I was in school many of the engineering pre-requisite courses like Calc were considered weed out courses so they expected there would people who couldn't hack it and they would get the message earlier rather than later. I don't know if that is still the case.
 
Physics is through DMACC and there's practically no homework so that helps. I'd say the averages for the classes are consistently that low. I've heard similar stories from people who took the classes way before I did. I'm on pace to pass all of my classes so far so I'm not too worried about the curves yet. I know a lot of this stuff I'm not going to use again but it sure creates a lot of stress trying to keep up with it all.
 
On a completely unrelated note, this past weekend I had the chance to explore the farmstead where my grandma grew up and my dad spent a lot of his time. The barn is the only thing left standing. They sure don't make 'em like that anymore. I found initials and dates carved into the walls where they kept the horses and the earliest date was 1914. It hasn't been in our family since the 70's but the current owners happened to be loading cattle out so I asked if I could go look around. Have I mentioned how much I love small towns?

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My grandparents sold their ranch when I was a Junior in High School. The people who bought it were oil money from Houston who wanted a weekend retreat.

My sister & a cousin went out there once, about ten years after the ranch was sold. They said the folks were really nice. They also said that the new owners put in an air strip, swimming pool, basketball & tennis courts, a several acre lawn (impractical in the Hill Country), and paved the three mile dirt driveway out to the highway. They also razed the outbuildings & cattle pens.

I had always wanted to show my sons the place where I spent so much of my childhood summers, but now all I have are pictures, and memories of riding in the back of the stock truck, hopping down to open (and close) the big gates between the pastures, helping with the hay baling, and watching my cousins trying to ride Friendly, the horse Grandpa bought for us grandkids.

Friendly lived up to his name; he was like an overgrown puppy that would follow us around. Unfortunately, Grandpa didn't think about the fact that Friendly was a retired, trained barrel racer - one foot in the stirrup and he was off! My cousin Chuck was the only one of us who could mount fast enough to hang on and get Friendly under control. :D
 
My grandparents sold their ranch when I was a Junior in High School. The people who bought it were oil money from Houston who wanted a weekend retreat.

My sister & a cousin went out there once, about ten years after the ranch was sold. They said the folks were really nice. They also said that the new owners put in an air strip, swimming pool, basketball & tennis courts, a several acre lawn (impractical in the Hill Country), and paved the three mile dirt driveway out to the highway. They also razed the outbuildings & cattle pens.

I had always wanted to show my sons the place where I spent so much of my childhood summers, but now all I have are pictures, and memories of riding in the back of the stock truck, hopping down to open (and close) the big gates between the pastures, helping with the hay baling, and watching my cousins trying to ride Friendly, the horse Grandpa bought for us grandkids.

Friendly lived up to his name; he was like an overgrown puppy that would follow us around. Unfortunately, Grandpa didn't think about the fact that Friendly was a retired, trained barrel racer - one foot in the stirrup and he was off! My cousin Chuck was the only one of us who could mount fast enough to hang on and get Friendly under control. :D
(See what I did there? )
 
I'm taking 22 credits including physics, statics, and calc 3 this semester. On the bright side, I have class from 1pm - 5pm every day so I guess I got 1 of the 2 right. These days I'll take 50% :confused:

Oof. I'm well past my time as a student, but I remember a term where I had 18 credits. Not necessarily hard classes, but 3 or 4 out of the 5 classes I was taking required a LOT of out of class time. (Group meetings, shooting & editing for a video class, etc)

Honestly, 22 credits + amount of difficulty is just. Too. Much. My personal, oldish-person opinion.
 
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Outrage fatigue.

I did watch "Singles" on Vudu. I think I know why I liked that movie so much.....besides one of the best soundtracks ever.....I think I actually knew every one of those cast members when I was in Ames. The nerdy engineer is totally Ames assembly line.
 
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On a completely unrelated note, this past weekend I had the chance to explore the farmstead where my grandma grew up and my dad spent a lot of his time. The barn is the only thing left standing. They sure don't make 'em like that anymore. I found initials and dates carved into the walls where they kept the horses and the earliest date was 1914. It hasn't been in our family since the 70's but the current owners happened to be loading cattle out so I asked if I could go look around. Have I mentioned how much I love small towns?

JRoflZG.jpg

Very cool...love these old barns but they are getting scarce. One buddy had a basketball hoop on the second floor of their old barn. Hardwood court for sure but a little uneven! Used to shoot hoops there in the 1960's. They had dairy cows on the first level so with all of the hay upstairs and the cow bodies it was a lot warmer than outdoors.
 
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Well the final charity poker tournament just wrapped up. Normally we send two folks all expenses paid to our HQ to play in the company wide championship which requires you to win a tournament.

Both of our champions this year work at HQ though.... So now I gotta figure out how to spend the $4000 or if I even can since it was allocated for travel. There are worse problems to have I suppose.
 
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