Bob Dylan, Neo, and Jesus (and
soon, David Bowie)
They're all looking over my shoulder right now. Trust me.
You'd understand if you were here right now.
It has been too long since I've taken a walk in the dark
This time, I mean that only in
the literal sense. Actually, I've been doing just that in recent days.
Pledge week was really stressful for me. This led to a re-discovered love
of walking alone around campus after dark. Also, I've also grown to
appreciate the cold for it's more ...frigid qualities. The ice over
Wolf Creek has been a regular source of support for my midnight walks. In
fact, when Spring comes, I'm going to terribly miss standing in the middle of
the creek to clear my head.
Earlier I was sitting on the wall below the quad, watching the sun set. I
had to sit on ice. My bum is still wet. and some people took my
picture.
I was sitting there thinking and I saw three people walking up the road by the
Thorn field. After getting to pretty much the best viewspot, they stood
there for a minute and looked up in the direction of the flagpole, which I had
been sitting beside for about fifteen minutes. I wondered if they were
waiting for me to move out of the picture. I guess they either were far
enough away not to see me very well or didn't care that I was in the picture,
because I saw a red light and then the flash of a camera. They stood there
for another few minutes, so I figured I would get up and move so I wouldn't be
in the picture again. Plus, my rear was becoming numb, and that's just not
a desirable feeling. I guess I ruined that picture, because they took it
right as I was getting up and standing in front of the flag. Oh well,
maybe they like those kind of pictures.
on a more petty note:
I'm proud of the fact that I searched again for Decembrists lyrics, and it
turned out that my brog had moved to numero uno on google. That's exciting in a
really pathetic sort of way. Anyways, check this out:
weird conversations begin again:
Searched the web for decembrists lyrics. Results 1 - 10 of about 336. Search took 0.37 seconds. for no apparent reason: Unequivocally Ambiguous
... buried here with my marienettes. Unfortunately, they are not in fact
my lyrics, but The Decembrists' lyrics. "Here I Dreamt I Was ...
302a.blogspot.com/ - 74k - Cached - Similar pages* Dusted Reviews - The Decemberists *
... Enter Portland's Decembrists, a recently formed group of various mandolin-minded
musicians. The Decembrists’ vocalist and songwriter ...
www.dustedmagazine.com/reviews/284 - 14k - Cached - Similar pagesAmazon.com: Customer Reviews: Her Majesty the Decemberists
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Last year I had conversations with some people that insisted that I was some guy they knew named Kyle, and they kept telling me that if I narced on them, they'd beat me up. It was funny, and I laughed a lot. hmm...Archives say that was 5/16 and 5/20.
Anyways, so Andrea (or Andrea's computer) instant messaged the me last night, and then this conversation ensued:
MStwirler (12:02:06 AM): hey, who's this?
gstreet4life (12:02:17 AM): hey, who's this?
MStwirler (12:02:28 AM): It is not who you think it is.
gstreet4life (12:02:33 AM): oh okay
gstreet4life (12:02:38 AM): welp, hi
MStwirler (12:02:46 AM): What is "welp?"
gstreet4life (12:02:49 AM): well
gstreet4life (12:02:51 AM): welp
MStwirler (12:02:55 AM): interesting
gstreet4life (12:02:58 AM): yope
gstreet4life (12:03:13 AM): Is it who you think it is?
MStwirler (12:03:36 AM): I don't know who I am thinking it is
gstreet4life (12:03:48 AM): that's sad
MStwirler (12:04:11 AM): Kind of, yeah.
gstreet4life (12:04:31 AM): i'm sorry
MStwirler (12:04:46 AM): Who normally has this computer?
gstreet4life (12:05:12 AM): what? the one you're using or the one i'm using?
MStwirler (12:05:19 AM): both
gstreet4life (12:05:45 AM): mm...Andrea usually has that one, and I usually have this one
MStwirler (12:06:30 AM): yeah?
gstreet4life (12:06:39 AM): yep
MStwirler (12:06:58 AM): Wow. This is a stimulating convo
MStwirler (12:07:11 AM): As much as I would like to continue it, I really have to pee.
gstreet4life (12:07:29 AM): well, i hope that goes well for you
MStwirler (12:08:36 AM): I think it has the potential to be a really, really good time.
MStwirler (12:09:26 AM): Thinks you that?
gstreet4life (12:09:59 AM): alright, two things:
gstreet4life (12:10:38 AM): 1) I'm not really into pondering the more "entertaining" aspects of peeing
gstreet4life (12:11:07 AM): 2) Don't get all "Yoda" on me with your "Thinks you that" crap.
MStwirler (12:11:27 AM): ok! On that note,
gstreet4life (12:14:30 AM): have a nice day
well, wasn't that loverly...hm...too
bad I can't think of anything good to say these days.
Right now I'm smashing Honey Nut Cheerios
underneath my feet. Apparently I dropped some under my desk while I was
eating them the other morning. Oh well.
new music:
Jack Johnson, specifically
"Taylor" from
On and On
Blues Traveler, as in "Run-Around"
from
Four
I realize that Blues Traveler isn't real new, but I haven't ever listened to
them much. It's good stuff. I found out earlier today that
iTunes has like a hundred internet radio
stations, and I've been enjoying fact that ever since. I'm a fan of
FM102 out of SanDiego...anyways,
let's hear it for DC++ and super quick (9.8MB/s) internet in
HAL--nothing
makes my
Monday night class more interesting.
MOMENT OF (as they say in room 311) ZEN:
Okay, today in New Testament, we get into this big discussion about the story
where Jesus casts the demons out of the guy, the demons go into the pigs, then
the pigs commit suicide.
Some girl quietly asks: "How did the demons know it wasn't the time for their
destruction if no one but the Father knows when the Kingdom of God will be fully
consummated?"
Guy in the back of the room: "What did she ask?"
Bibza: "She asked how I can be so ridiculously good-looking and still be pushing
54."
...everyone laughs at Bibza's funny joke.
Guy in the back of the room: "What was the answer?"
Bibza: "...hmm.....uh, Botox
injections?"
...everyone laughs at Bibza's other funny joke.
hmm...That wasn't as funny as I remembered it being the first time...
MOMENT OF MORE ZEN:
Today, while we were
in line for dinner, Neil turned around and put a fork in my pants pocket, so
when he faced forward again, I took it out and put into the hood of his jacket.
He didn't notice, so I picked up another one and put it in there. Well, he
didn't notice for a while, so I just took a handful and put them in one by one.
By this time, Joel, Littell, and Jordan see what I'm doing and are laughing.
Neil turns around and says, "Are you laughing at me?" I reply, "Yep," to
which he nods and faces forward again. At this point I thought it was
getting ridiculous because he was so oblivious, so I decided to put a place in
his hood. Well, after trying, it wasn't going to fit, so I got a saucer
and tried to stick that in. At this point, it was time for me to get my
food, so I didn't stick anything else in there. We go and sit down at the
table and Matt says, "Hey I need a knife!" and I say, "Ooh, I know where one
is." Neil just looks at me like: "Man, you're weird, stop standing there
and staring at me.." and then Jordan says, "Hey Neil, could you give me a
knife?" He just kind of looks at Jordan, so I say, "Here, I'll get one,
and pull one out of Neil's hood. He looks suprised, so I pull out the rest
of the silverware collection and set it on the table. There's like 10
forks and 5 spoons, but no knives. Everyone laughs, and we marvel at
Neil's obvilious-ness.
the best part
After about another five minutes I offer to take the silverware off Neil's
hands, so he gives it to me. Immediately I start sneaking them back into
his hood while I'm sitting right next to him. This time Neil notices by
the time I get 5 in there, so at least he's getting better. the end.
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