Cory's Blog

Sorry to keep you all waiting for my end of the year wrap, but I have been absolutely bogged down at my pharmacy rotation. However, I have scraped up some time to recap (in a unique way) this past semester and officially end it with a neat little bow on top.

I must preface it by saying that this blog would not be possible without the inspiration from my freshman English 101 and 102 teacher, and self proclaimed “Renaissance Man” Dr. Miller. He often spoke of the ideal of a “Renaissance man” or what we would call a jack-of-all-trades today. A Renaissance man was someone who could do a lot of different things, and do them well.

I would like to think that this semester I was a sort of Renaissance man myself, and I am going to do my best to go over some of my “trades” to really give you a full picture of what my semester was all about.

I was a student first and foremost. No surprise there.

I was an author. You are reading this aren’t you?

I was a leadoff hitter/leftfielder. Softball anyone?

I was a comedian. Just try and sit through class with me without laughing.

I was an umpire. And I called 'em like I saw 'em!

I was a vice president. A big thanks to my P1 constituents!

I was an idea man. Wild wings for our P1 dinner, not to mention all these blogs.

I was full of spirit. See my post about Pharmacy Phun Week

I was defeated. Second place in the racquetball ladder isnt’t all bad I guess.

I was a 6th man. Not good enough for an intramural championship b-ball repeat.

I was a compounded. Who loves anti-allergy gummy bears?

I was an insomniac.

I was a hacker. On the golf course that is.

I was an expert on hyperlipdemia

I was yelled at. See my posts re: umpiring

I was a chef. George Foreman grills count right?

I was Greek. Phi Beta Kappa to be exact.

I was a food critic. Just flip to my “best of” blog for more.

I was a nuclear pharmacist for a day

I was a trivia champ. Ah yes the glory.

I was a runner. Can’t wait until next year’s Cooper River Bridge Run!

I was a “one upper.” I was also one-upped a time or to as well.

I was a jack-of-all-trades. But a master of none.

I was a Renaissance man