Another week down in my MBA career… another weekend filled with homework. I’m starting to get my head wrapped around this new lifestyle.

Back before classes began, I visited the UW Bookstore with my parents while they were in town. My mom and I spent about a half an hour perusing the purple goods. I left empty handed and a bit confused about how I was supposed to feel as a “Husky”. I hadn’t start the program yet, and the sea of purple served more to overwhelm me than to instill a sense of pride.

I let the moment go, and have since been fairly indifferent to the Husky thing. Until I ran across this blog. And now I’m in love. And I need to learn the Husky fight song. And I need to find tickets to the next Husky football game so I can hopefully run into this little man in person. That would make my MBA career.

p.s. Aw… Husky. As in, “Aw… Tony!” Miss that little man.