November 23, 2011

• Mr. Brain in Trousers (er, I meant Smartypants)

  I gave a lecture to a group of med students a few days ago.

   

  As predicted, it kicked all sorts of Twilight (get it?  Cause instead of a nasty word I wrote… <ahem>)

   

  I learned after the fact that most speakers prepare, have a lecture, and actually present something.  But then

  I thought to myself and said:

   

  Self1:  You know, I’m kinda thinking a little fuzzy since I just got off a night shift and haven’t slept 3 hours in the last long while, perchance I should actually prepare for said presentation.

  Self2:  Pshhhhhh!

  Self1:  Aaah, an excellent point, I hadn’t thought about it like that.

  Self2:  Though you might want to bring some ER stories with you.

  Self1:  Also a good idea!  Man, me, we’re just full of ideas

  Self2:  Why are you doing a blog without a tasty beverage in your hand?

  Self1:  Leaves to get beverage (yes, I actually just did)

  It’s weird, because it doesn’t really feel that long ago that I was in their shoes… yet I feel the wave of nostalgia pulsing through me like the sore thumb after playing Atari 2600 in the basement with my brothers.  I can still here Chris screaming “superman Jackson, superman Jackson!” as his square block that was somehow supposed to be a foot ball play eluded my guys since Atari was idiotic.

  But the chat was pretty well received.  I kept the more disgusting descriptions to a minimum for me, which is to say I only gave 2 stories involving maggots and/or pin worms.  I mean, parasites give me the jibblies, I just can’t shake it.  Though they are a great weight loss plan.

  

   

   

   

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