Escapador

Obama FTW

I may not agree with everything he does, but I hope every day that he survives to Inauguration and beyond.

How sad is it that I keep that hope beating in my heart because of a man’s skin color? Why is there still so much hate in this world that I feel the need to worry about his life? When are we as a country going to sit down and have that conversation about race? The elephant has been in the freakin’ room for a long time now.

Gah.

In other news, I’m still producing Flash for the American Observer. As much as I love going after a good story, figuring out ways to visually represent data and stories is pretty thrilling. How much you wanna bet that’s going to play a part in my post-graduate job?

There is a one credit course being offered next semester, on Fridays. It meets at the Washington Post downtown and we’d get to speak with some of the best journalists out practicing today. But here’s the catch… there are spots for only four graduate students. In order to get a spot, we have to submit a two-page essay on, “why you should be one of the eight AU students chosen to participate, and what you would do if you were in charge of both the newspaper and Web divisions in 2009.” It’s a toughie. I have an idea of what I’ll write, but dang… only four spots?

As Russ said, “Someone’s going to be in tears after this one.”