Back to School

I went back to school at the age of 39 to do my MSOD degree.

It was bloody hard work. But, after 20 months of slogging, 2000 hours of field work, research, reading, and typing, retyping, editting my thesis was approved and April 16, 1988 I walked across the stage and accepted my fake diploma.

Let me tell you. Going back to school at age 59 really sucks.

I’m taking certification training at the University of Phoenix, with hopes of become an instructor.

At 59, with a busy, busy practice who has time?

The good thing is that the University is putting us through the same torture — er, process — that our students (assuming I make the grade) will go through.

Geez. They expect you to attend class. And, interact yet.

And, just like the last time around there are those who contribute and those who, well, overcontribute. The later shall remain nameless.

And, just like last time there’s a plethora I.M. — Intellectual Masturbation.

That term, coined by a Pepperdine classmate, describes how educated adults can beat a subject to death — and beyond.

I’m beginning to wish my old Pepperdine U sweatshirt hadn’t gone into the rag bag.

After our first two weeks of class I adorned my sweatshirt with these letters A I M.

And, A I M, stands for what?

Avoid Intellectual Masturbation

Maybe it’s time to buy a UoPhx sweatshirt and get it monogrammed!