The Beginning (Tuesday-8/31/2010)

My whole life I have been able to create innovative solutions to help solve everyday problems in my life. In grammar school, teachers said I was taking the "easy way" out of overcoming lifes obstacles. I think they should have taken a step back from the academic environment and realized that innovation equals progress. To accept a given way is not necessarily regression, but if no new steps are taken it cannot exactly be called progress.

You see, this semester I am trying to work on a patent (with the guidance of the entrepreneurship department) for a product that, if manufactured, would prove to be very useful to millions of Americans. I have had many of these novel "ideas/would-be-inventions", but like many before me, I had no knowledge of the avenues to take in order to turn a raw idea into a tangible marketable product. Knowing this process will prove to be invaluable, especially to a person with my creative characteristics.

I am taking this creativity class with one goal in mind. It is not to become more creative, but rather to channel and focus my creativity. I realize that while I do come up with genuinely innovative ideas, more often than not I also let my mind run wild with hypothetical creative ideas. I need to learn to differentiate between the legitimate and crazy ideas that I create and I hope this class will help with that.

Moving on, we have been asked to keep a creativity journal for class. We need to photocopy it and hand it in to teacher, but to keep thing both simpler and neater, I am going to jot down notes throughout the day and they transcribe them to a blog every night.

 DAY ONE- I had breakfast after class that consisted of a bagel with cream cheese (the kind with chives in it) and some orange-mango juice (if you haven't tried it, then try it). I have always noticed that bagels in the south suck, the consistency reminds me of that of a loaf of french bread, which is good for sandwiches but not for spreadable cheese. I should open up a NY style bagel store down here, and while I'm at it get a NY pizzeria down here too. I actually have a friend named Carmine who works in a pizza store. He said the owner went down to cook the first pie at a new store he opened in Florida and the pizza sucked because of the water used for the dough. They had to ship down water coolers of NY tap water to the store (bet you they didn't advertise that!). Maybe that explains the crappy bread-like baked goods they call bagels down here, the water is not conducive to baking products. That still does not explain Dunkin Donuts because they are pretty standard and similar all around the country. Maybe I should invest in that company?

I usually take my cigarette breaks in the little courtyard that sits between the library, Benson, and Tribble. It's usually a great people watching spot especially in between classes. Today I found myself wondering why people here are in such a rush. Granted people have to run between building to get to their next class on time, but even during class times when people had no class to get to, they were still in such a rush. This shouldn't be new to me, after all I am from New York, but there were so many things I was enjoying (the sunshine-breeze combination, the wide diversity of sounds, even the smells coming from Benson) that these hurried people certainly did not get the chance to enjoy. A lot of people here are from the north, and they came to the south to take a break from the hustle and bustle generally attributed to the north. However, they do not realize that the escaped from one place to do the exact same thing in another place. Such a simple observation like this can really boggle your mind if you let it stew for a small amount of time.

I have noticed two pattern of behavior in invlove myself in durin dinner. The first is pretty common, I always eat my meal in the same order: Salad (and/or Appetizer), Dinner, and then Desert. The second may not be as normal. On my dinner plate I always have the meat of the dish taking up one side of the plate. On the other half of the plate, I split the side item (potatoes, pasta, etc.) and the vegetables into equal area. Unfortunately this is as weird as it is true. Professor talked about mixing up some of our daily patterns and I think I could have fun with these two.

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