Random MU Faculty Question

[Jay Bee]

Partial solution for current students...18 credit semesters, have a foreign language out of high school to test out of (i think I retroactively got 9-12 credits of spanish for passing an advanced course), and stock up on AP credits.  Most of these things are needed for a competitive application nowadays anyway, and it gives you the chance to take a few more classes that just look cool.

Ehh, not sure about that. I didn't have to take any foreign language in college (4 years of ebonics in HS) and I tested out of Western Civ... didn't get any more electives. (although I got to take US History instead of Western Civ... great class, but it was my only non A first semester of freshman year and eff'd up my GPA).

For any accountants then and now, I'd almost always recommend starting in (what is now) Big 4 public accounting. Good experience, sure, but also tons of chicks.

[Marqevans]

Easy Ed Rousseau taught Intro to Phil and doled out the A's. Senior year second semester I signed up for one of his upper division courses. It was 9 am (gulp) but, hey, it was an easy A. Besides, he didn't take attendance. My mid-term grade was a C...I dropped that class faster than an Olongapo Hooker with green pus.

Brother Horton Roe taught the music appreciation course. Damn thing was at 8 am and HE TOOK Attendance! Once he began playing the records, "the original long hair music," you were cleared in hot to catch some ZZZ's.

I may have been one of the few people to get a C from Horton Roe. Caught me laughing with some chick. He came running up the stairs like an old nun and kicked me out of class.  All you had to do was show up and shut up and you got an A.  All of Al's boys took that class.  He used to bring his dog to class and sit it on the podium.

[keefe]

I may have been one of the few people to get a C from Horton Roe. Caught me laughing with some chick. He came running up the stairs like an old nun and kicked me out of class.  All you had to do was show up and shut up and you got an A.  All of Al's boys took that class.  He used to bring his dog to class and sit it on the podium.

Brutal. I cannot imagine him running up those stairs. He was a 300 pounder in sandals!