You can’t always get what you want
Another day in the life of a MOOC student. It actually feels comfortable, this donning a virtual hoodie and hanging in the back of a virtual classroom, listening to lectures by a real prof. At least, I can see his face, even though the other students remain imaginary. Working through a unit in music history, studying the classics from a half century ago. The Stones rocked!
Seriously, after another multiple-hour exposure to their history, the group has taken on a form that I had never considered: real musicians. Not simply people with a penchant for “bad boy” fame. The various YouTube videos bring the sound into a focus that it never had, listening to a LP in a basement in central Ontario. I’d love to learn some of those guitar licks, if it didn’t require learning guitar!
Anyhow, six of the seven weeks are now completed, and I’m down one point. No perfection, this time around. Kind of like their music.
Spending the day with earplugs inserted, I didn’t succumb to the siren call of afternoon TV, much. With a weekend already shaping up as “busy” (everything is relative), the deadline became real. Hey! Just like the good old days!
Received word that another friend passed away this afternoon. Too early. I’d best get accustomed to the thought that “my” population of important people is starting to vanish. If I should live to be really old, the reality is that I’ll be doing it without my circle of friends. How’s that for depressing (and egocentric?)
