“I think Penn is much, much safer than other public schools and I don't know where you would find a school where you didn't find drugs...Actually, we probably have a different type drugs here because we have rich kids. We don't have crack, that's a poor-kid drug. And prescription pills are rich white-kid drugs.” -T. Carroll, spokesperson for Penn HS. full article here.
right, because that makes it all better.
my pathology lab professor, himself an M.D. Ph.D. in anatomical pathology, asked us to introduce ourselves by our name and where we went to school.
as soon as i said i went to "washington university in st. louis," he told the class how washu was a "great school - especially for pathology." then, he tells us that a doctor from washu, lauren ackerman, wrote one of the "gold standard textbooks of surgical pathology" in use today.
i don't know what he expects of me, but i don't think publishing a universally used textbook is anywhere in my future. i just hope i can differentiate between a kidney and a spleen...
thank you washu. thank you very much.
first day of second year done...
one of my friends summed up my sentiments exactly - the feeling i get about finally starting second year is that i'm glad i'm not an MS1 anymore because i don't think i'd have the patience or will-power to do anatomy, physiology, cell bio, biochem, immuno and whatever else we had to do last year all over again.
God grant me the strength and diligence to work hard this year - not for grades but to learn essential skills to be the best doctor i can be for His Kingdom in the future.
"..tis grace hath brought me safe thus far and grace will lead me home."
awesome article about the "war of words" between k.g. and the bulls bench.
"Do the Bulls' reserves ever hear what Garnett is yelling? 'We can read his lips,' [Linton] Johnson said. 'With him, it's easy. He only says about five words.'"
this series has been amazing. derrick rose is good/bad, though i think it's b/c he's constantly fighting what he wants to do and what he's being told to do, and joakim noah is my new favorite bull, even if he isn't quite easy on the eyes. if he were on any other team, i'd hate him, but he's a bull, so i love him.
personally i think this is a stupid idea.
what happens if you have a serious injury? or actually, what happens after you turn 35 and your career will be over soon? i like how the kid is blowing off college (and high school, too!) as not good for you as a basketball player and only for "off-the-court" stuff like it's not important or anything.
but then again, if i were good enough to play pro bball...or even college bball...well ok, high school...nevermind.
bulls in the playoffs - albeit against the celtics in the first round.
not a celtics fan (obviously), but this and this make today especially rough for that team. i would love for the bulls to put up a good fight and possibly win, but you never want bad things to happen to the other team - i'd say missing possibly your best player and your GM suffering a heart attack on the same day constitutes bad things. hope all is well with the celtics, and this only makes me feel like they're gonna come out extra-motivated (as if they weren't motivated enough already) saturday.
my bulls better be ready.
who ya got? i say boston in 6 but one good learning experience for derrick rose.
______________________________________________-
and i ended up in 3rd place (out of 10) in my yahoo fantasy bball league after losing my 3 of my top 4 draft picks for all/majority of the season (elton brand, chris kaman, andrew bogut - autodraft, not my choices - caron butler was my other top 4 pick), and not a single one of my players finished in the top 20 in totals or averages. either call it a successful year (what i will tell myself)- or everyone in the league just stopped playing (more likely).
no doubt you've seen this already.
this really sums up exactly how i feel.
excerpt:
"Then, when a special occasion comes along, they might reach, as Susan did, for the frock they bought for a nephew's wedding. They might, as she did, compound the felony of choosing a colour at odds with her skin tone and an unflattering shape with home-chopped hair, bushy eyebrows and a face without a hint of make-up. But it is often evidence of a life lived selflessly; of a person so focused on the needs of another that they have lost sight of themselves. Is that a cause for derision or a reason for congratulation?...
"...Susan has been forgiven her looks and been given respect because of her talent. She should always have received it because of the calibre of her character."
________________________________________________
I absolutely agree with the author of that article.
I didn't know they closed down main streets downtown for St. Patrick's Day...
don't these people have to work or go to school? Last time there were this many people outside in downtown, Barack Obama was in town to speak...it's like a holiday or something. If St. Patrick's Day can get such a day, I propose that Chinese New Year become a nationally celebrated holiday, too.
...you are driving down the main highway from South Bend to Indianapolis (US 31) and you encounter more horse-and-buggies crossing the road (4) than police cars patrolling the highway (0).
______________________________________________________________
and on a completely different note - favorite players from conference championship weekend: Johnny Flynn and Toney Douglas.
I volunteered for a few hours with a student clinic the students at IUSM are starting up. We were performing prelim. health screens for people in a very poor part of town. I was assigned to man the greeting/filling out forms table at the door. Now I have to be careful with this story b/c I can't violate HIPAA rules, but this is more about my encounter with a person and his needs rather than a medical case. I hope that's ok.
"For I was hungry and you gave me no food, I was thirsty and you gave me no drink, I was a stranger and you did not welcome me, naked and you did not clothe me, sick and in prison and you did not visit me...Truly I say to you, as you did not do it for one of the least of these, you did not do it to me." -Matthew 25:42-43, 45
In any case, two homeless people, R and K, walked in. K, a man, sat down, seemed really tired, distraught, disappointed, discouraged. He filled out the forms I gave him and went through all the health screening stations we had set up, then grabbed a cup of coffee and a blueberry pastry and sat down in front of me to eat, so I struck up some awkward conversation with him.
Then, after some silence, he started telling me about how he was sick of the life he was living, "done with this debauchery," so he said. He said he needed new socks, new clothes (judging by the look of the clothes and the odor, he was right), would go to a hotel to take a bath if he had money. He also walked with a noticeable limp, which he attributed to being stabbed a few months ago. All I could do was sit, nod, say I'm sorry he was struggling, and offer him more food to take with him. We were there merely doing health screenings for people. I had no idea what to do, so I told him about IMC, a church in downtown that offered free food every Sunday morning before worship, and said that I'm sure they could help him more. He left, came back, and left again, then came back, and just sat in a chair and slept.
"What good is it, my brothers, if someone says he has faith but does not have works? Can that faith save him? If a brother or sister is poorly clothed and lacking in daily food, and one of you says to them, 'Go in peace, be warmed and filled,' without giving them the things needed for the body, what good is that? So also faith by itself, if it does not have works, is dead." -James 2:14-17
I felt, and still feel like such a cop-out. But I honestly had no idea what I should have done. I was there with medical students, and I didn't want to set a precedent or try to meet a need that the student clinic was not meant to fulfill - at least not according to the leaders, yet. But I feel like the priest and/or the other person who walked right by the guy on the side of the road that the Samaritan ultimately helped. I wanted to take the guy somewhere to get some new socks and stuff - but I still found myself sanitizing my hands after he left, partially out of protocol and partially because I was paranoid. I need to learn how to love with the same compassion and love that Jesus shows the poorest of the poor, the most rejected of the rejected, the least of the world.
What would you have done?
the Lakers, with the best record in the NBA currently, lost their 11th game of the season last night.
all that means is that my Bulls 72-10 record from the 95-96 season is safe once again. hooray. (we'll just ignore the fact that they just lost to Washington in front of Pres. Obama last night...)
such is the state of IU basketball right now. kind of sad, kind of funny, all rolled up into one. he's 5'9" - that's like my height!
so i played bball at NIFS today for the first (and probably last time since i can't afford the membership there). i scored no points in 3 games, but hopefully played solid D, though i doubt it. it was fun, but i had forgotten how competitive some people can be and how much of an attitude some people can have...it's actually quite amusing to watch.
and when a guy was arguing with one of my friends after a game, i said to the one guy, "hey man, it's just a game of basketball," he not-quite-so-nicely remarked back to after staring at me for a few seconds, "...Hey! we [his team] won. get off the court," and turned and walked away.
i know the economy sucks, but can't we just be nice to one another?
afterall, basketball really is just a game. or for me, just exercise.
What do you think of when you think of a person of great faith?
Samson was did a lot of stupid things (Judges 14). Yet, God still allows his Spirit to "rush upon him" and uses him to humble the entire nation of the Philistines despite him.
that kind of messes with my entire idea of faith (as i struggle with my own faith). Paul lists Samson in Hebrews 11:32 as a man who was commended through his faith. Yet it is so clear Samson had many shortcomings.
I think when I think of a man of faith, I think of someone so infallible, a rock, an oak of righteousness - someone bearing so much pain and suffering and doing great things and never turning his back on God. That's not Samson, yet He still is considered to have great faith.
Then perhaps there's still hope for me.
I tend not to read Newsweek anymore after their ridiculous cover story a little while ago arguing that the Bible supports gay marriage. But this caught my eye, albeit for a completely different, slightly more humorous reason.
"Facebook isn't addictive--your desire to know what other people are up to is addictive."
isn't that true...
and just thinking quickly so i can go back and finish watching this lecture on Vibrio cholerae, I am guilty of #6...i was playing on that typing speed program and was satisfied with how fast i could type. until it posted the scores of people who were on my friends list that had high scores - much higher scores...so i spent the next half-an-hour (ok, i admit it - the next whole hour) trying with no success to up my score...and it still took me 15 minutes to type this post.
"social networking", what is it, really?
observation: orange juice left at the bottom of a mug for a week doesn't stay very orange...especially with a spoon used to eat yogurt in there, too...
hypothesis: ramen noodles (the spicy, Udon noodle kind) must be addictive - there's no other explanation for why it can be so cheap, and still profitable, and why i crave it all the time...it's seriously a detriment to my health.
tribute: in honor of the NBA Dunk Contest from last week - because dunk contests always cause me to youtube old videos of dunks - my 3 favorite dunks (not just from Dunk Contests) in no particular order:
Jason Richardson, 2003 Dunk Contest
Vince Carter, 200 Sydney Olympics
Air Up There 720 Dunk, And1
final score, 96-95 Pacers over Cavs.
Lebron James is ridiculous.
I am officially a witness.
____________________________________________
Pictures below (best I could do w/ 50mm, wish i had a longer lens. Click for larger image - some are cropped):
Tip-off, 7PM EDT.
Lebron being a beast.
Lebron vs. Granger. Lebron had 47, but the Pacers won.
[picture removed]
After the game, chance to go on the court and shoot free throws. I made mine...
[picture removed]
On the court, after the game.
an exercise in futility...or persistence.
if only i exhibited the same kind of persistence in my life.
"...the last great Hawaiian player at Notre Dame was a walk-on: kicker Reggie Ho ... who today is a surgeon." -John Walters, NBC Sports Blogs
for some reason, that just doesn't surprise me...
O for a thousand tongues to sing
my great Redeemer's praise;
the glories of my God and King,
the triumphs of His grace.
He breaks the power of canceled sin,
he sets the prisoner free;
his blood can make the foulest clean;
his blood availed for me.
He speaks, and listening to his voice,
new life the dead receive;
the mournful, broken hearts rejoice,
the humble poor believe." -Charles Wesley
the power and bondage of sin - broken - a new life, given me.
the triumph of his grace over sin, over me.
"set me free, set me free," my prayer, Lord, set me free.
