Crashing the Community Advisory Board

For those of you reading this who don't know or haven't guessed, i am currently a wonderfully glorified secretary. i guess that there are two problems with that last sentence: a) if you're reading this then you know me, and to know me is to know that i am a glorified, glorified, i say, secretary; and b) let's just face facts, no one's reading this.

but i digress.

the point is, since i'm a secretary in an office that runs studies of childhood asthma, i'm learning things and being involved in things that i never in a million years (or a hundred thousand dollars spent at depauw university/peabody conservatory) thought that i'd be learning or involved in. (that was quite a sentence.) i just got back from attending my first "community advisory board" meeting, a meeting which i was invited and in fact compelled to attend but at which i had absolutely no business. i attend a lot of these meetings, and they range from completely over my head to just a little over my head. for instance, it's taken me six months at this job to understand words like "concomitant," "anti-IgE," and "asthma." ok, so the last one was a joke.

i miss words like "technique," "colla voce," and "john shirley-quirk."

this 'blog might become just one digression following another. that'd be bad if i was a published, respectable author, but i'm a classical singer posing as a secretary, and you're the one choosing to read it. so deal.