Commencement

...was today for Saint Rose, at SPAC. Jimmy Fallon received both his Bachelor of Arts and an honorary doctorate. And he spoke. Let's just say I was fine with him getting the degrees but his speaking was a bit much. Not as bit much as him getting the Late Show, but enough.

Graduations sicken me. Granted, I still wish I could go to Mere's, and I understand the point behind the whole ceremony to commemorate the completion of an educational program and all that, but they are just self-indulgent wastes. "But Jay, you'll feel so much differently next year when it's your own graduation LOL!!" No, I won't. I hated my high school graduation. I've hated every college graduation. And I'll hate my own graduation, too. 

I think the only part that truly bothers me on a deeply human level about the ceremony is that it's like the very last popularity contest. Some people get ridiculous amounts of cheering, others hardly any at all. Music majors, especially those in the band that's playing, are often immune to this. They always have the band to cheer for them. Not today. A trumpet player received many cheers from the Wind Ensemble and owned every second of it. A trombonist that people were much more lukewarm on (at best) barely received a peep. I could really only place the trend by limiting it to people I know, like the music majors, and it really seemed that you could record the sound, and the decibels would be identical to the truly honest responses from the group if you asked their opinion on the person. It was kind of saddening.

On a happy note, I was able to catch up on some reading.

And what the hell are all these people doing in front of my house?! It's a beautiful day, yes. It's Tulip Fest, we get it. Go away! I'm trying to enjoy some of the last of my porch time at this apartment. 

I seriously just went inside. It really is like a fair on the street. Oh well.

In other news, as of this morning, Jimmy Fallon still isn't funny. Just thought you should know. 

Peace.