Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Honorable Mention

Sort of...

As you, my loyal readers, already know (or you should dangit), I have been pursuing my MBA.

Well I have this one class this summer called "Global Macroeconomics," and it's with one of my favorite professors, Dr. Beaulier (Say: Bowl-year). His undergrad class was so fun, I changed my major to business, and voila here I am. He's really not bad to look at for four-and-a-half hours either, which is kind of nice. (Crossing my fingers he doesn't read this. But in case he does, I'll say more good things.) I have to say, he's been one of my more interesting and captivating professors. And although the study of Economics doesn't especially thrill me, at least he doesn't bore me to death and make me hate it. (That sounded like a compliment, right?)

Anywho, we have had some discussion in class about speculation, especially about oil speculators and how they get a bad rap for what they do. I had thought about it before, what with everyone wanting to stone speculators for supposedly driving up oil prices, but I had never written down my thoughts on it. I just couldn't seem to get them together. Too many words come to mind: inflation, terrorism, refineries, shortages, demand, China, risk, alternatives, speculation, futures, arrrrbitrage...that's such a fun word, but it's more fun when you say it like a pirate...ARRRRbitrage! See how easily I get sidetracked?

Well lovingly enough, Dr. B was nice enough to meld minds with one of the other professors in the program (whose Accounting class about killed me, but I learned a lot), and they wrote a nice little summary of why speculation is a good thing. And then, unlike what would have happened if I had written it, their writing got published in the Atlanta Journal.

Long story short, I thought it was nice that in the article he mentioned the MBA program I'm in. Which is kind of talking about my class. And me. Sorta. Let me have my moment, okay!

Read the article if you have a minute or two. It's a short article, and you can read what I get to listen to twice a week from 5:00PM-9:30PM. And also it's pretty interesting.

Note to Self: And if you're just really into it - he has a homepage too - here. There's a picture on his page, but don't get too infatuated. He's married. And he talks about his wife like a fat kid would talk about cake. What's with the fat kids and cake lately?

9 comments:

thevinylvillage said...

I plan to start pursuing mine next year! I didnt know that...does that make me disloyal?

MJ said...

No, I guess I still kind of consider you a newbie around here. But don't let it happen again. Good luck getting your masters!

SarahM said...

funn graduate school!!

MBA's make me nervous.. its the artsy side of me.::cringe::

MJ said...

::Cringe::, indeed. It's been an interesting, yet boring, journey so far. Only one more year.

BetMe said...

I wish everyone would take economics. Maybe then they would quit whining about the rates of taxes that the big guys have to pay.

MJ said...

Betme - Very true. We were just talking in last night's class about how lowered tax rates increase tax revenue... which is pretty much the only smart thing that "W" Bush did... until he let government spending get out of control...

livininsanity said...

Is Professor Bueller also having a contest to fight for his love? I smell a rat... or extra credit... or cake.

Linda said...

Hi MJ,

Wanted to stop by and say thank you for visiting my blog as well as for the lovely comment you left.

Good luck with the MBA thing - I'm afraid that's way over my little ole' head but I admire people who have the perseverance and the drive to go for it!

MJ said...

Livin - What's funny, is that's exactly how we all thought his name would sound lol. Must be cake you smell, because I'm pretty sure he won't get to this blog. Although I guess I could write the address on my final. Extra credit, here I come!

Linda - Well thank you for stopping by too! I thoroughly enjoyed your blog. Don't feel bad, the MBA is over my head too. I just apparently have a taste for boredom.