Now, I am a nerd. I recognize that, and I'm kind of proud to be a nerd. I'm sitting here in class right now and my professor (who I really like - he is a way nice guy) was talking about properties of metal. I kind of zoned out until the music started.... "Wait. What is that? Is that seriously the Lord of the Rings soundtrack?" Next thing I knew I was sitting through a 45 minute lecture on the magical properties of the different swords used in the Lord of the Rings, the viability of actually creating a ring with magical properties, the proper sword to be used to kill a spider, why the dwarves were worse at making tools then the elves, the oxidation of swords made in the casting pits of the Nazgul, etc.
I couldn't believe my ears. My professor kept saying: "I hope I'm not rambling. I hope I'm not digressing. I hope I'm not wasting your time." The saddest thing was I couldn't leave because I was in the middle of the room, and I could tell that he was so passionate about what he was talking about that I didn't want to hurt his feelings.
Then the fateful moment...Someone in my class raised their hand and made a point of something that was different in the movie from the book (I think it was something about a sword that broke or something) - well my Professor wouldn't have that. He knew that it was the same. He even referenced a page # while arguing his case... Wow.
So what did I do? I sat through it. I wanted to leave very badly (I had a lot of things to do) but I didn't want to hurt his feelings.... I thought about muttering something about saving middle earth as I made my way to the door...
2 comments:
You wanted to leave!!??
I wish I had known about this lecture!
And I'm really not that big of a nerd, but c'mon! What sword to use to kill a spider...who wouldn't want that kind of information?
Yay! A post! Unlike Logan, I totally agree with you. Good man for not walking out, though. Anything related to Lord of the Rings would put me to sleep.
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