The MBA Student Voice

The Ander-flu Strikes Again!

It's going around again. 

The Ander-flu, the nasty virus that isn't really the flu but still makes us Andersonians sick, is making a second pass around campus and decided to stick on me.  For a change, I've decided to fight back early: I took the day off from school (ok, so there's no classes because of Veterans Day, but I'm still taking credit), doused myself in Theraflu and Gatorade already.  And I slept very soundly for 10 hours.  

Poor Mrs. V. was up half the night, however.  Funny how that works. 

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As I mentioned in my last post, entertainment industry titan David Geffen came to speak to us here on campus last week.  It was a massive opportunity for us to hear from someone so accomplished in music, film, television, and theatre.  The Dean of the Anderson school moderated the session.  

What I found most impressive was that Mr. Geffen took opportunities as they came, rather than having a clear goal in mind.  He started in the mail room of a talent agency, getting that job only because he lied on his resume about having graduated from UCLA.  (The Dean was quick to point out that (a) it was never too late to do his degree, and (b) that lying about graduating was not a path that she would advocate.)  He got into theatre because a friend of his recommended an opportunity.  

He donated $200 million to the UCLA Medical Center because he was tired of going to the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minnesota for his constant back problems.  (You know, for $200 million, I think the Dean can let some or even all of the credits slide and just give him the degree.  Although if he was in my section, I would definitely vote for him for social chair.)  

Most interesting for me, though, was his response to the question I got the opportunity to ask him: what is one thing that you would change in the entertainment industry today?  His response: "I wish there was no digital."  

That really surprised me.  I appreciate that digital content has been and will continue to be a massive driver for change in the entertainment industry, but I would have thought that Mr. Geffen would be in the camp of promoting the opportunities that come with it.  To be fair, I had the last question of the session before the Dean took back the reigns and asked more of her own questions, so maybe he didn't get a chance to elaborate.  But I definitely didn't expect that answer. 

But then that's the point with these events -- we get the first-hand experience and insights of some of the most respected captains of industry, across many different sectors, and in my experience, these insights have been genuine and unfiltered.  It's these insights that are such a big part of the MBA experience, especially at Anderson.  

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If you ever surf onto this board and don't see any updates from me, you should definitely check out what my fellow blogeteers are up to.  I thought my buddy Simon Jaud's post on video games and brand management was insightful (especially as, for a change, he didn't mention DaVita!).  

My interest in video games is on the brand management of sports titles.  John Madden may have retired from broadcasting, but his video game sponsor, Electronic Arts, still hosts "Sundays with John" where EA clients can watch football with Madden in his office, which EA has kitted out with multiple HD LCD big screens.  Tony Hawk became legendary after his video games -- now an Activision property -- took off outside of X-games enthusiasts.  I found the Activision presentation equally as exciting as Simon did for that reason. 

Simon failed to mention a crucial detail though: he mentioned that at their corporate presentation on campus, Activision gave us free video games, including their massive hit "Band Hero".  But Simon didn't tell you about the raffle: they held a raffle whereby a few lucky winners won various prizes.  The big prize was a free Band Hero set.  And, for the first time that I can remember, my ticket was drawn!  So I got to walk away from the presentation with such a big video game hit.  It was very thrilling and exciting.  I can't wait to crack it open out of the box!  

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Capitals update: 10-3-4.  Am very happy with the win over Florida on Saturday especially because the goals we scored were the grinding, banging in front of the net type goals that we will need in the playoffs.  And to score seven goals with Ovechkin hurt and Semin a non-factor is a HUGE plus.  Check out the highlights here!

Till next time! 

-- Sreesha

UCLA's Stature in the Entertainment Industry

One major reason I came to UCLA Anderson was the school's ability to connect with major leaders in the sports and entertainment industry.  For further evidence of this, all I had to do was check my diary over last week and this week. 

Last week Mitch Kupchak, the general manager of the Los Angeles Lakers, came to speak to a small group of 40 students from the Sports Business Association, as well as 30 students from USC Marshall's sports business club to attend; every year, each school puts on an event for which both clubs are invited.

I thoroughly enjoyed meeting Mr. Kupchak and hearing about how he came to UCLA Anderson because he had a long-term knee injury that he needed to rehab and figured an MBA would give him a leg up (that's my pun; he was far more eloquent) on a career after his playing days were over.  He said two things that resonated with me.  He said that after graduating from UCLA Anderson, he gained the confidence that he could hold his own in any business negotiation.  As a career-switcher, I'm stepping into a new arena, industry and possibly location; hearing from him helped me gain some confidence in that respect as well. 

I also had the opportunity to meet with Mr. Kupchak personally after the session, where he also weighed in on a big debate happening right now in sports.  Social media has allowed athletes to strengthen their individual brands dramatically; some teams are concerned that the athletes are starting to become bigger than their teams.  Mr. Kupchak, in his usual candid demeanor, put a succint perspective on it, saying that the Lakers were around for 20 years before Magic and Kareem, and will be around for 30 years after Kobe.

Am running out of space, so I'll be quick: this week, David Geffen is speaking here on campus.  I am really looking forward to hearing the thoughts and vision of one of the most respected titans of the entertainment industry.  The Dean of UCLA Anderson herself is moderating the event.  You'll hear all about it in this space - till then, I'm going to enjoy the 28 degree sunshine! 

-- Sreesha 

  

Of Beer, Human Food, and Zombie Fodder

One of the first courses you’ll take during Anderson’s MBA program is a statistics class during which, O joy, you’ll learn all the intricacies of confidence intervals.  While this topic is more of a conversation killer than anything else, it does have pretty useful applications in real-life.  For example, imagine that you want to market a new product, but you are unsure whether it will be well-received by consumers.  How many people should you poll until you can be confident that their opinion about your product is representative of, say, the country as a whole?  What we learned in class is that solutions to such problems lie in the Student’s distribution, developed by a statistics enthusiast who worked for the Guiness brewery, which of course prompted a "beer: is there anything it can’t do?"

On a completely unrelated topic, I was fortunate enough to participate in a Dinner for Eight event hosted by McKesson last Thursday.  Eight students, mostly first-years, had the privilege of being wined and dined by McKesson and, more importantly, asking questions about the company straight to recruiters.  McKesson is an enormous healthcare company that specializes, well, in many things actually, such as pharmaceutical distribution and IT solutions for hospital administration.  I cannot overemphasize how helpful it is to talk to a recruiter for more than five minutes at the end of a corporate presentation.  It is obviously great for networking, but even more invaluable is the insider perspective and the better understanding of the company that I gained.

Speaking of dinner, I was also served at a Dinner for One at Universal Studios last Saturday (see picture below).  Every Halloween, Universal Studios throws a horror night, during which the park is taken over by a multitude of ghoulish monsters.  Simply put, the goal is to have a good scare, and I must say Universal did a very good job.  Of course, many theme parks do the same thing, but what’s great about this one is that many of its monsters are based on its movies, such as Halloween, Child’s Play, and Saw – although shame on Universal for daring to come up with a fifth sequel to Saw!  If you’ve never tried this kind of event before, consider going next year.

According to this zombie, I don’t taste that great, so he let me go after a few munches.  That’ll teach me for not obeying signs…

–Simon

Ander-flu gone; now back to work

So I'm finally recovered (I think) from the dreaded Ander-flu and can finally put up a better blog post than my last one. 

As I mentioned in my last post, the Ander-flu is actually not a flu virus, but is the bug that gives nearly 50% of the first-year class anything from a sore throat to a painful head cold.  The Royal Opera could compose a symphony with all of the coughing, sneezing, and throat-clearing.  At one point, our poor marketing professor had to stop her lecture because we were drowning her out.  

So I finally cured my Ander-flu by sleeping eight hours a day, drinking fluids, and eating vegetables.  Funny how that worked. 

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Time for me to come clean: I don't wear a wedding ring. 

There are two reasons for this: one, it doesn't fit; and two, I don't like rings or jewelry on my hands.  I don't wear a watch, either, for the same reason.  Somehow, I feel imbalanced.  Mrs. V is ok with this - so she says - and frankly I'm not trying to hide the fact that I'm married.  

Some of my female readers think I'm a bit daft for not wearing it, and I can kind of understand why: it's all a bit suspect, isn't it?  I say I'm married but I don't wear a ring and no one has met Mrs. V yet.  Well, both of those problems will be rectified this week - at long last, Mrs. V arrives to Los Angeles on Tuesday. 

Some of my male readers think I'm a bit daft for not wearing it, as they subscribe to the theory that wearing a wedding ring helps you meet women.  I'm not a believer yet in that theory but certainly am willing to try -- especially if Leighton Meester happens to be about.

(Note to Mrs. V -- that was a joke).  

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I was lucky enough to pass the waiver exam for for one of our core courses, Financial Markets, which meant that I could take an elective course.  However, we have two "intensive" courses that meet four times a week for five weeks instead of two times a week for 10 weeks.  Marketing is the first one; after that's finished, Financial Markets starts in Week 6 of the quarter.  So to take this elective, I have to sit five courses when my classmates are only sitting four. 

Is it worth it?  My early prognosis is: most definitely.  I'm taking Professor Johnson's course, Media 2015, which looks at the development of business plans in the media space between now and 2015.  I've really enjoyed the readings for it so far, even the textbook, and am really looking forward to getting involved in the meat of the discussions.  Most of the people in that class are either second-years, are from FEMBA (an Anderson-ese acronym that essentially means the part-time program), or are exchange students -- in fact, my group project team involves two exchange students from London and one from Toronto. 

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I appreciate that it's easy to criticize maintenance and far harder to provide solutions.  So credit goes to them for (finally) increasing the temperature of our classrooms from 0 (at least it seemed to me) to a more respectable 20 degrees.  

But there's another maintenance mystery that I would love to resolve.  My section finishes classes every day at 14:30.  On some days there is another class at 16:00; on other days, the classroom is empty.  In both cases, I prefer to stay in the classroom and get some work done. 

But on three different days this week, maintenance decided to paint the room. 

I'm not entirely sure what they are painting.  The only part of the wall that is painted is one section near the door.  So why are they compelled to paint it so often? 

Certainly can't help the Ander-flu outbreak. 

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There are a lot of ways to measure diversity in the class, but here's a fun way: favorite sports teams.  There's another United junkie in my section, as well as a couple of Capitals fans -- well, they are from DC and are more Redskins fans, but they humor me.  Within the class, I've met Arsenal, Liverpool, and Spurs fans -- but surprisingly, no Chelsea fans.  I've also met fans of all 32 American football clubs, even Arizona Cardinals.  And I've met quite a few hockey fans, supporting Toronto, Montreal, Philadelphia, New York Rangers, Dallas, and of course Anaheim and Los Angeles.   

I bring this up for only reason: as an excuse to wind up my good friends and fellow blogeteers (I like that word) John Park and Matt Kerbel, who are proud citizens of Maple Leaf Nation and probably didn't enjoy very much watching my Washington Capitals take a convincing 6-4 win tonight over their Toronto Maple Leafs.

(And so it begins...) 

-- Sreesha

Caught the Ander-flu; Need the Ander-dote

My regular readers (both of them) have been clogging my inbox (thanks Mom) asking me why I haven't said anything recently.  The truth is...I caught the dreaded Ander-flu. 

The Ander-flu is the bug that infects almost every first year either during orientation or soon thereafter.  Here we are in the first week, and you could conduct a chorus of coughing during class. Unofficially, I count 20 people out of our section of 72. 

I think the Ander-flu comes from our freezing cold classrooms - which are decidedly warmer now; I'd like to think that it's because I keep complaining on the blog, but it's probably because someone called maintenance -- and because we're all on limited sleep and hyper-active schedules.  

Oh, and all of the orientation "networking sessions" at the bar didn't help at all

So I promise to write more about the first week here at Anderson soon, once all of this Theraflu kicks in.  Till then! 

-- Sreesha

The Impertinent UCLA Anderson FAQ

As orientation winds down to a close here in sunny Westwood, I thought I would share some answers to some very pertinent questions you are all probably asking yourselves at this precise moment. 

Here are some real answers to some real questions posed by the members of the live studio audience in my living room. 

Q. Why did you and your section spend an afternoon with your faces painted singing Gwen Stefani songs? 

The Section Olympics were on Thursday, which were a lot of fun.  There were lots of events that I haven't played since I was a kid, like kickball, dodgeball, whiffle ball, and tug of war.  Two clear patterns emerged: (1) we are by far the biggest section in terms of height, weight, and muscle mass, and (2) it doesn't take much to get otherwise grown adults to paint their faces, make slogans, and scream like banshees. 

And we had Section B songs, courtesy of the people in our section who are far more creative than I.  We had "B is Bananas! B-A-N-A-N-A-S!", and "Who let the B's out?", and "You down with Section B? Yeah you know me."...was a lot of fun and left us all hoarse.  The other sections had their songs, too.  Of the others, my favorite was Section C's redux of the Ting Tings song, "That's Not My Name". 

OK fine, it's all a little kiddie.  But if I told you we sat around the telly watching United while singing "he goes by the name of Wayne Rooney" you wouldn't have thought twice about it.  I'm a disaster playing football and I don't even know Wayne Rooney; at least I know the people in Section B.  

Unfortunately, we came up short in the Section Olympics.  But still a few days to go before they award the Section Cup to the best section.  Cheer us on! 

Q. How many times did you dunk your section leader in the dunk tank before it was no longer funny? 

We never really reached the point of it not being funny.  As part of orientation, the second years organized a mock County Fair, replete with country line dancing, Nerf jousting, face painting, balloon animals -- and a dunk tank, which of course we used to repeatedly dunk our section leaders.  I say "we" very loosely -- my three throws consisted of two sliders and one that fits Bob Uecker's category of "juuuuuuuuust a bit outside."

Q.  Can you tell us the Tyson Beckford story? 

Some of my female readers have been unimpressed that I mention attractive celebrity females but not attractive celebrity males in my posts.  So I promised to incorporate an attractive celebrity male (other than me, of course) in this post.  Tyson Beckford was recommended to me by some -- but surprisingly, not all -- of my female readers. 

Q.  Is that all there is to the Tyson Beckford story? What an anti-climax. 

I agree.  But I don't know Tyson Beckford or any other attractive male celebrities.  

Q. How many outgoing mailboxes are on Westwood Boulevard between campus and Santa Monica Boulevard?

One.  Yours truly went wandering around for 45 minutes after school trying to put a letter in the mail and ended up a block from my apartment.   

Q.  Did you really think it was a good idea to wear a Washington Capitals Mike Green shirt in the middle of the Los Angeles summer?  

I did, but with good reason - it's freezing in the classrooms.  They are like meat lockers, especially Korn Hall, which is a beautiful, well-designed, yet blood-freezing cold hall even when filled to its 500+ capacity.  So what I need is a light sweater that I can easily take off.  And since hockey players call their shirts "sweaters", it seemed like a good idea. The fact that it was also opening day of training camp made it all the more sports-geeky.  

Q.  Did you really have a final exam during Orientation? 

Yes we did.  The school builds in a pass/fail "tasting course" for five days during orientation.  It's supposed to give us a warm-up to the real thing which starts at the end of next week, and highlights some broad concepts of leadership.  Most importantly, it gets us into the mode of thinking like students, and some practice for reading cases and engaging in classroom discussion, which are both very different from undergrad. 

Q.  Is it true that you lost your fantasy football league game by 2/100ths of a point this week? 

Who put this question in this blog?  Yes, it is true.  That "irrelevant" interception by San Diego on the last play of the last game of the week?  Not so irrelevant for me. 

Q.  Will you get up tomorrow morning at 5:30 AM to watch the Manchester derby? 

I really want to, but it's not on Fox Soccer Channel here, which means I have to nip off to one of the United pubs in Santa Monica.  Getting into a car at 5:00 AM is quite an ask, even for me.  But I'm really tempted to do it. 

Q.  Whatever happened to the idea that you would go to the gym every day? 

Point taken.  Time to get off of the couch. 

--- Sreesha

LA County Fair

The blur that was the first week of orientation just ended. It was informative, exhilarating, challenging and rewarding. Basically it was a microcosm of what I expect the UCLA Anderson MBA program to be for the next two years. But before I, along with my awesome fellow bloggers, regale you with stories of our adventures during the first week i.e. the ropes course, improv, negotiations etc., I want to take a quick pause and tell you about a non-orientation event I attended.

This past Saturday, I went to the LA County Fair.

I love fairs/carnivals - the sights, sounds, smells and general atmosphere. As soon as I step onto the fairgrounds I'm instantly taken back to when I was 7. Fairs are one of my favorite parts of summer and I make it a point to go at least once.

Food is a big part of my annual fair experience. Normally I try and watch what I eat but all bets are off on my annual fair day. That day is by far my worst eating day of the year. It's like a cross between Man v. Food and Bizarre Foods - I try and eat the most copious amounts of weird, unusual, and usually very unhealthy food that I can. My visit to the LA County Fair was no different as you can see by the pictures below:

HUGE corndog

Deep fried twinkie with chocolate sauce

Deep fried cheeseburger

I also had some delicious BBQ corn to break-up the fried food monopoly. I considered soldiering on and eating chocolate covered bacon and meat flavored ice cream but alas while my mind was strong, the body was weak. Actually my body and I are currently not on speaking terms; it is a tad upset and rightfully so. Needless to say I'll be hitting the gym quite hard this week. =X

--JP

~Not sure I'm going to feel too good after I eat this...but I'm still gonna. ~ Me

Laissez les bons temps roulez...

In England it's not terribly uncouth to nip off to the pub in the AM on weekends, especially for important sporting events such as football or the Ashes.  I learned today that this is also accepted practice in Los Angeles, due to the three-hour time zone difference between the East and West Coasts. 

I also remembered how much I love football Sundays in America. 

A bunch of us Andersonians met up today at 10 AM at the unofficial Anderson watering hole, Q's on Wilshire, to watch the first weekend of the NFL season.  There were multiple screens, multiple games, and groups of fans loudly supporting each team in action today -- barring, for some inexplicable reason, Arizona Cardinals, last year's Super Bowl finalists. 

Europeans may have differing views about American football versus its English, continental, or Gaelic counterparts, but football Sunday is a uniquely American experience. 

We were at the street-side tables with the bright, sunny Los Angeles morning to our backs, watching all of the action, consuming breakfast, then lunch (free hot dogs and grilled chicken!), then more snacks, and perhaps a few drinks (wink wink) - I opted for what's now being known as a John Daly, which is an Arnold Palmer (ice tea + lemonade) with vodka.  

More than the food and drink, though, was that it was the perfect setting to really get to know people, because everyone is in their natural state.  We've just gone through four intense, exhilarating, and exhausting days of orientation this week, so this was a chance to just be ourselves and not think about anything serious (other than our fantasy football teams).  

I know it won't be long before school becomes stressful, before we are inundated with classwork and recruiting.  So I'll treasure these moments, where my classmates and I can just be ourselves. 

And the best bit is -- we get to do it all again next Sunday. 

Laissez les bons temps roulez!  Let the good times roll! 

-- Sreesha

Better than Letterman's Top 10 List.

10 days in LA = sunset in Santa Monica + moving into condo complex where The Hills girls used to live + canoeing 25 miles on the Colorado River + Dodgers game + UCLA tailgating + international orientation + multiple trips to DMV + NFL pool + career center Q/A + Redondo Beach barbecue + visit to Malibu …

The list isn’t done, but you get the point. I’m not cocky by nature; in truth, I hate people that are. Yet sometimes you have to take a step back and realize how good you have it. Well – this whole ‘I love LA’ thing … didn’t get it; now I do; took one week.

In lieu, I shall digress. 10 evocative recommendations based on the past 10 days (deep breath):

1.    Get out there, (wo)man! This is LA! … Everyone you’ll speak to will tell you that you should have started networking yesterday … errr … so we did. Don’t look at going out to bars before you commence your scholastic endeavors as irresponsible; nay, look at it as responsible. Use that liquid confidence to make connections. Meet your classmates and others, because someone knows someone who knew this girl that had this nanny who, too, cleans Paula Abdul’s house on weekends. Seriously.

2.    Pre-O Trip = Pre-O Yeah … There Is, honestly, no better way to meet new people than to be outdoors, with NO technology, overcoming serious obstacles. We trekked the Black Canyon in Arizona over 4 days, which included no less than the Hoover Dam, cliff jumping, rock climbing, sauna caves, hot springs, 110 degree heat, paddling to our excessive limits against the current, and some pretty new people (see excellence below ... 3 days sans showers). Don’t think about it; just do it. You’ll be glad you went.

3.    Listen to your Yahoo! Group, it is wise … Yeahhh, it might be horribly irritating to get PDA alerts about yet another person who has missed the last 30 messages about how to configure Windows to a Mac. Nevertheless, you may be ‘that guy’, so read with care. It has helped keep me in the loop, and will help you.

4.    Two years is not enough time to explore this place, so start now … This will be particularly true once school starts. Moreover, you sound much cooler when you can tell locals (or, really, anyone) that at A’Float Sushi in Pasadena, the sushi floats around on little boats and you take what looks good. Convo pieces = competitive distinction = insert that on your CV, big shooter.

5.    You now love baseball … It’s the American pastime, and a great place to meet people over a Dodger dog. Remember: people love sports, and baseball rules here, so head to the pre-O game and go bonkers over Mannywood.

6.    Please see Jon Stern’s advice on DMV appointments … If you’re not from here (and the majority at Anderson are not), then you should probably note that the DMV is closed the first 3 Fridays of the month. But, hey – it’s open on the 4th one! All right! Enjoy the Patty Bouvier replicas. And read the manual, genius …

7.    Get the ACT binder from the Parker CMC immediately … Everyone else will. It might be long, but I’m pretty sure it swayed me from consulting to brand management and biz dev. It might just change your lives … too.

8.    Eat @ Duke’s in Malibu … Go there. Order a Flat Tire pint and the parmesan and herb crusted Opah w/ sweet potato fries. Inhale the ocean air, and thank me later. Remember to open your eyes wide when speeding on PHC – it’s the nicest drive in North America in my opinion.

9.    Invest in a longboard and a beach cruiser … There are over 75 beaches and 350 km (yup, the metric system) of coastline in SoCal, and the above represent two of the best ways I know of to have fun and stay in shape (see Craigslist).

10. Let’s reiterate this one more time – network with your classmates … They shall be your lifelines. Last year 3,693 people applied to UCLA Anderson, so you know your colleagues have done something right. They’ll probably do a lot more, too. REMEMBER: You’ll rise and fall together, make questionable decisions together, take vacations together, and rock CEOs worlds together. Power in numbers, people – we’re now all part of UCLA Anderson for life.

Disclaimer: If you’re not part of UCLA Anderson yet, you want to be. Trust.

Until next time …

(Canadian) Matt K

 

Welcome to the Rock

I survived.  As I mentioned at the end of my last post, I was about to head out on one of the pre-orientation trips that UCLA's Anderson School of Management offers.  I chose to go to Sequoia Forest for some rock climbing and hiking.  All in all, the two nights (plus change) in the wilderness were fantastic. 

Our group of about 12 split into two vans and left on a five-hour drive early on Friday morning.  I must've lucked out because everyone in my car was into the same movies and television shows as me and we had a blast sharing our favorite lines and scenes.  It definitely boded well for the trip, and school in general, I hope.  After a lunch stop at a Mexican restaurant owned by an Anderson alum's family, we completed the last leg of the drive and reached Sequoia (side note:  if you believe Wikipedia, which you clearly must, because anyone can write almost anything on it, refried beans are not, in fact, fried twice.  It's an unfortunate mistranslation, especially since I love all fried foods and something fried twice must be heavenly.  I had the chicken chimichangas, which is, of course, fried).

Anyway, once we got the campsite set up, we drove to a lookout to watch what we could of the sunset.  As many of you probably know, nature in California seems inclined to burn from time to time (though I believe arson is to blame in this instance), and the smoke from the current wildfire obscured the view somewhat, or so I have been led to believe.  Coming from Florida and New York, I'm not used to all the forms of natural disaster out here.  Now that I am here, I realize, for instance, that I took for granted that the ground never moves back East.  We'll see how I react when there's a tremble, which inevitably there will be.  All I had to deal with was the occasional hurricane, and while I know such an event can be disastrous, the irony is I never missed a day of school in Florida due to one.  However, classes were postponed during the first week of my freshman year at Columbia as a result of a storm.  Go figure.

Moving on.  On the first full day of the trip, we headed to our rock for some rappelling and climbing.  I think if I participated in those activities everyday for the rest of my life, I still would be terrified each time.  But, I'm a big believer in science, so I trusted the ropes and managed to contain my internal horror.  That doesn't mean, though, that I didn't want to get my two feet back on the ground as soon as humanly possible.  The next day, we took a short walk to see some ginormous Sequoias and had a dip at a swimming hole before heading back to LA.  Like I wrote earlier, it was a great time full of adventure and more important, introductions to some of my future classmates.  I highly recommend going on such a trip to all incoming first years in the future.

The only other somewhat official school related activity I partook in was a one-on-one counseling session at the Parker Career Management Center.  I figured I should try and get an early start on tweaking my resume and utilizing the school's resources, and my meeting was incredibly helpful.  I have faith that Anderson has many devoted and knowledgeable people working their tails off for us, and that definitely gives me a warm feeling in my cockles regions. 

The day after I returned from the trip, though, my parents arrived, as they were kind enough to visit from Florida and help out with any last minute details I had to take care of before starting school.  Tops on that list:  finding an automobile.  Car hunting must be the most frustrating activity on the face of the Earth.  The whole, "Let me go talk to my manager" thing is insane.  Let's just cut to the chase, buddy.  I don't think anyone truly feels good about the experience when it's over, and I certainly don't.  You see, while the Cash for Clunkers program appears to have been a huge success, it made finding a deal for me impossible.  The dealerships had virtually nil inventory and were unwilling to negotiate.  Who pays sticker price for a car, I asked?  According to the salesman, I do, apparently.  These guys did not care that in a couple months, they'd have a glut of cars that no one would want to buy, because right then, they had the upper hand.  I guess I can't blame them, and I suppose it's a good lesson for business school:  timing is everything.  Never in a million years, during one of the worst recessions in history, when car companies are hemorrhaging money, did I think I'd get such a crummy deal.  But hey, as I wrote in a previous post, it's LA and you need a car, so I sucked it up.

Speaking of cars in LA... I know we are all aware of it already, but it must be reiterated:  the traffic in LA is awful.  Truly horrific.  Driving more than five minutes from my apartment in this city makes me want to pull a Biff and steal Doc Brown's DeLorean and travel back in time to slap Henry Ford around.  Though, if I prevent the mass production of the Model T in the past, who knows if there'd be a DeLorean for me to steal in the future and then we hit one of those time paradoxes worthy of Lost.  Point is, if you're moving out here from somewhere like New York City or just don't like crazy traffic, be prepared.

While the traffic can drive you insane, I did fight through it to Manhattan Beach, which was incredibly nice.  It's just that I had to navigate the other motorists on the road to get there.  Nevertheless, I somewhat understand why people love the area so much.  We'll see if I become one of them over the course of the next two years.  And that fun officially begins in a couple days with Orientation.  More on that as the adventure ensues...