I never asked you to care

Tonight we went and saw the "Global Voices" at the Guthrie and the guest was Sir Ian McKellan himself. And it was fantastic. He was humorous, kind and just generally interesting to listen to. One of those people that has lived a fantastic life and is generous enough to sit and share it with the little people.

I don't have many stories from Homecoming because it was pretty normal, not too many exciting things happened. But, Mark and I did get stopped by an older gentleman in the new campus center and he asked us where the chapel was. To which I replied, we're alumni too, I don't know where they moved it to. He just smiled and wandered off. I must look enough like a student to pass for one. The concert was good and I can't really believe the people that were there, there were so many. Almost 110 people played in the alumni orchestra.

And now I'm home and it's the second week of October and I'm pretty sure that things aren't slowing down anytime soon. They seem to be speeding by me at breakneck speed and I'm not in control any more. So I'll let go, let the dust settle and see where I come out.

Anyone want to guess where the lyric title is from this week?

Quote o' the day:

"I hate quotations. Tell me what you know." - Ralph Waldo Emerson