11/08/2003
Before I forget and before I get all involved in eating my waiting Kid's Kitchen "entree," I'm going to post links to the newly-created blogs of this evening.
PutYourSmeigelAway, courtesy of Rhett
SuiteSkirts Blog, courtesy of the Haynsworth girls Andrea and Jessica
I suppose I wish them luck and perseverance in updating every day and all that stuff.
Aw, screw it; I'm irritated they actually did get around to creating their "blogs." I hope they both do two updates, get lazy and don't do any more, and totally forget about the blogs altogether until one day many years in the future, they surf the archives of THIS blog and come across the links to the long-defunct attempts at rivaling this masterful creation. At least I'm honest.
[Kid's Kitchen consumption break]
Okay, some other stuff happened tonight that was noteworthy as well. I give you:
INCREDIBLY GEEKY COSTUME AND MOVIE DAY
I donned the infamous Agent Smith outfit, which is simply a black coat and pants, my solid black (silk!) tie, dress shoes, and the "Police" sunglasses we looked for all over London and found in the Gatwick airport minutes before the flight out for ?180 or so and then had to spend an additional $100US to get prescription lenses. Yeah. Anyway.
Michelle Hooper, a resident of Chiles base, went all out for the Trinity setup. The leather was REALLY COOL. I was impressed.
Guy Boudreaux, my overnight guest and former Governor's school suitemate, dressed as Neo, which basically meant he had to wear black.
Here's another pic of me looking really cool.
Neo, seconds before I pwn him with a metal swirly fist to the stomach.
Well, as expected, going to see The Matrix Revolutions in costume aroused attention, particularly with Michelle's giant leather overcoat thingy. People really picked up on her alone, since they kind of ignored Guy in all black and figured I was just dressed up in a suit. However, we all walked around quite a bit with everything and our sunglasses on, despite the fact that it was already getting dark and Michelle's weren't prescription (we all have horrible eyesight). A few people yelled stuff, but I think we attracted more attention as we were walking to Guy's car to leave Furman than we did at the movie theater. People kind of passed us off as "normal," I guess. Anyway, it was kind of an interesting social experiment (although it hardly rivals Andrea's sex investigations!).
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For those of you who have seen The Matrix Revolutions, you undoubtedly recall the really cool but CG shot of Neo NAILING Agent Smith towards the end of a fight. I tried to take a shot of it with my cell phone camera to make an "0wn3d" graphic, but sadly I cut off all but the very top of a blurry Agent Smith's head. If (when) I go see the movie again, I'll once again try to get that shot. If not, I'll have to wait for the DVD.
I've already seen a movie I consider only slightly better than generally mediocre three times. I wonder what this means, and who I'm unnecessarily throwing money at. Anyway, I need to update my Fark profile, so I'll talk with everyone else tomorrow about the apparently-scattered Friday afternoons and evenings.
PutYourSmeigelAway, courtesy of Rhett
SuiteSkirts Blog, courtesy of the Haynsworth girls Andrea and Jessica
I suppose I wish them luck and perseverance in updating every day and all that stuff.
Aw, screw it; I'm irritated they actually did get around to creating their "blogs." I hope they both do two updates, get lazy and don't do any more, and totally forget about the blogs altogether until one day many years in the future, they surf the archives of THIS blog and come across the links to the long-defunct attempts at rivaling this masterful creation. At least I'm honest.
[Kid's Kitchen consumption break]
Okay, some other stuff happened tonight that was noteworthy as well. I give you:
I donned the infamous Agent Smith outfit, which is simply a black coat and pants, my solid black (silk!) tie, dress shoes, and the "Police" sunglasses we looked for all over London and found in the Gatwick airport minutes before the flight out for ?180 or so and then had to spend an additional $100US to get prescription lenses. Yeah. Anyway.
Michelle Hooper, a resident of Chiles base, went all out for the Trinity setup. The leather was REALLY COOL. I was impressed.
Guy Boudreaux, my overnight guest and former Governor's school suitemate, dressed as Neo, which basically meant he had to wear black.
Here's another pic of me looking really cool.
Neo, seconds before I pwn him with a metal swirly fist to the stomach.
Well, as expected, going to see The Matrix Revolutions in costume aroused attention, particularly with Michelle's giant leather overcoat thingy. People really picked up on her alone, since they kind of ignored Guy in all black and figured I was just dressed up in a suit. However, we all walked around quite a bit with everything and our sunglasses on, despite the fact that it was already getting dark and Michelle's weren't prescription (we all have horrible eyesight). A few people yelled stuff, but I think we attracted more attention as we were walking to Guy's car to leave Furman than we did at the movie theater. People kind of passed us off as "normal," I guess. Anyway, it was kind of an interesting social experiment (although it hardly rivals Andrea's sex investigations!).
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For those of you who have seen The Matrix Revolutions, you undoubtedly recall the really cool but CG shot of Neo NAILING Agent Smith towards the end of a fight. I tried to take a shot of it with my cell phone camera to make an "0wn3d" graphic, but sadly I cut off all but the very top of a blurry Agent Smith's head. If (when) I go see the movie again, I'll once again try to get that shot. If not, I'll have to wait for the DVD.
I've already seen a movie I consider only slightly better than generally mediocre three times. I wonder what this means, and who I'm unnecessarily throwing money at. Anyway, I need to update my Fark profile, so I'll talk with everyone else tomorrow about the apparently-scattered Friday afternoons and evenings.
11/07/2003
The only reason I'm awake right now
On most days, I have two cups of coffee. Edward brought a gigantic coffee maker to college, and we have probably used it more than anyone else has used their respective coffee makers on the hall. Our clothes smell of coffee, as does our room.
I enjoy my first mug before Political Science at 8:00. I figure I need the caffeine and sugar (lots) to get me through the first two hours of class. My second cup, which is from the last bit of coffee we make and isn't as good because of all of the grounds that got through the reusable filter, is had right after I get back from German around 10:00. That's also the time I have breakfast, so I make the coffee and food and sit here at the computer reading stuff on the Internet, usually. However, today I didn't have German (and don't have English) and I'm not hungry, so I made my second cup, took a photo of it, and sat down to do this post.
My dad is coming through Greenville on his way home to Charleston from Atlanta, so I agreed to go to lunch with him. I think Chris' parents are going to be up as well and Rhett might go with them, so a significant portion of our lunch group will be gone. I'm going to try to get my dad to take me to a sushi restaurant (haven't had restaurant sushi in forever, but I think there's one really close to Miyabi, even though we could just eat there in the sushi bar). Wherever we go, it will be good. I'm not paying but I do get to choose.
Right now I'm waiting for him to call. I'll play some Midnight Club II on the Playstation 2 until I hear from him, and then I think I'll go to sleep until he gets here. Fridays are usually pretty darn good around here.
More (Rhett) pictures from the evening:
Rhett conquering the world, as usual
Rhett devouring Ritz crackers and peanut butter and peanut butter M&Ms
Fun stuff. We played variations of poker with the M&Ms and crackers, and we also got some weird phone calls from the Haynsworth girls. At one point, Jessica began telling a story that Rhett really didn't care to hear, so he took the phone away from his ear. He then put it on Edward's shoulder, with her still talking. He then handed it to me to listen to, and finally to Chris, who answered when she finally asked a concluding question of, "Doesn't that suck?" or something to that effect. Chris' affirmation caused a shrieking outburst when Jessica realized Rhett wasn't on the phone, and then she hung up. That's quite typical when dealing with her (I'm sure she'd love to challenge that assertion on her non-existent blog!).
Rhett conquering the world, as usual
Rhett devouring Ritz crackers and peanut butter and peanut butter M&Ms
Fun stuff. We played variations of poker with the M&Ms and crackers, and we also got some weird phone calls from the Haynsworth girls. At one point, Jessica began telling a story that Rhett really didn't care to hear, so he took the phone away from his ear. He then put it on Edward's shoulder, with her still talking. He then handed it to me to listen to, and finally to Chris, who answered when she finally asked a concluding question of, "Doesn't that suck?" or something to that effect. Chris' affirmation caused a shrieking outburst when Jessica realized Rhett wasn't on the phone, and then she hung up. That's quite typical when dealing with her (I'm sure she'd love to challenge that assertion on her non-existent blog!).
11/06/2003
Picture post time!
Rhett enjoying his gobs of ranch dressing that he claims is a salad
Rhett pretends to be the old lady who swipes the PalaCards
I told you it'd be fun.
Rhett enjoying his gobs of ranch dressing that he claims is a salad
Rhett pretends to be the old lady who swipes the PalaCards
I told you it'd be fun.
Me, as seen by my Sony Ericsson T616 camera phone
While messing around with my phone today, I made the important discover that I can send pictures taken with my cell phone's camera to other devices equipped with an infrared (data) port. My laptop has an infrared data port. That means I can send pictures taken on my camera to my laptop, and from their save them, print them, or, heck, upload them to the Furman server and post them on my blog!
The quality isn't great, I know. It's a phone, first and foremost, not a camera. Also, it doesn't have a flash attachment (yet). As well, the program I use to shrink the pictures slightly and try to improve the quality is GIMP, which doesn't have nearly as comprehensive "Auto Colors" and "Auto Contrast" features as does Adobe Photoshop. I have to do everything manually in GIMP. Still, the camera provides at least some way of livening up your day. How cool would it be if I included a choice picture from the day's events with each blog post? This could get awesome!
I would also like to state that I used to be a firm opponent of camera phones. I saw no use for them and I thought it was stupid. HOWEVER, now that I'm at college, there is stuff I'd like to take pictures of. The only person I know with a digital camera is Andrea, and she only occasionally pulls that out and takes pictures (although I make sure to take at least one of myself every time I go over to her room). I have my cell phone with me at all times. Since the camera is integrated, I also have a method of documenting the things that go on in my day. All I have to do to get the pictures onto the computer is turn on the phone's infrared port, sit it down on my mousepad next to the infrared port on the laptop, and click a few things on my desktop. All of my images get transferred. I fix them in GIMP, which maybe takes half a minute per picture, upload them to First Class, and I suddenly have a wealth of things to post.
This is getting cool!
Not much new to report, other than that I only have to go to Political Science at 8AM tomorrow and that I've been listening to the classic techno DI Radio station a lot recently.
I overslept today. It's never fun to wake up and see the clock read "7:50," but it's even less fun when you have a class at 8:00.
I'm thinking about taking a nap today. Seeing The Matrix Revolutions twice yesterday really took it out of me. My initial reaction was one of a lot of disappointment, since I had been hoping for a lot more of a conclusion, but that didn't happen. I'm beginning to agree that it was a "good" movie (it's really weird: I think a lot of Matrix devotees have problems with it, yet those who aren't that into the series but still wanted to catch Revolutions absolutely loved it). I had been hoping for more existentialism/philosophy (it COULD be done: the first one did have all of that stuff), but it is simply another action flick at heart. I don't think the first one was, or if it was, it still contained elements of thought, but the sequels are changing the trilogy into one long action event, I think.
The good news is that a few years from now, you'll be able to take the first movie alone, as an independent treatise discounting the sequels, and enjoy all of those complicated alternatve reality proposals while answering them yourself. Anyway, I don't think I'll do a review, at least on here, and even if I do, it'll be more geared to the problems and things I think should have been done differently.
New design released for nickels
I overslept today. It's never fun to wake up and see the clock read "7:50," but it's even less fun when you have a class at 8:00.
I'm thinking about taking a nap today. Seeing The Matrix Revolutions twice yesterday really took it out of me. My initial reaction was one of a lot of disappointment, since I had been hoping for a lot more of a conclusion, but that didn't happen. I'm beginning to agree that it was a "good" movie (it's really weird: I think a lot of Matrix devotees have problems with it, yet those who aren't that into the series but still wanted to catch Revolutions absolutely loved it). I had been hoping for more existentialism/philosophy (it COULD be done: the first one did have all of that stuff), but it is simply another action flick at heart. I don't think the first one was, or if it was, it still contained elements of thought, but the sequels are changing the trilogy into one long action event, I think.
The good news is that a few years from now, you'll be able to take the first movie alone, as an independent treatise discounting the sequels, and enjoy all of those complicated alternatve reality proposals while answering them yourself. Anyway, I don't think I'll do a review, at least on here, and even if I do, it'll be more geared to the problems and things I think should have been done differently.
New design released for nickels
11/05/2003
I just got back from the 3:30 showing of The Matrix Revolutions. Walking out of the theater, I was mostly in confusion and feeling let down. As I got back to campus, I started feeling a little better about it. Now that I've begun reading some of the reviews of it and having some stuff explained, I realize that a lot more makes sense, or at least addressed and semi-resolved, than I originally thought.
I found myself realizing things and seeing how they would influence stuff while I was in the movie. I forgot about them, but the fact that I knew I had had questions that were never answered (at least that I didn't catch the first time) made me feel like something was really missing.
The movie is complicated. If you don't take the time to really talk it over, or you aren't insanely astute the first time through, you're probably not going to like it. There is a lot that is very, very subtle. I'm starting to work through it, and I'm hoping that seeing it a second time at 10:15 tonight will clear up even more. If not, seeing it on Friday better fix the problems, or I'll have serious issues with the already-dubious moviemaking skills of the Wachowski brothers.
I found myself realizing things and seeing how they would influence stuff while I was in the movie. I forgot about them, but the fact that I knew I had had questions that were never answered (at least that I didn't catch the first time) made me feel like something was really missing.
The movie is complicated. If you don't take the time to really talk it over, or you aren't insanely astute the first time through, you're probably not going to like it. There is a lot that is very, very subtle. I'm starting to work through it, and I'm hoping that seeing it a second time at 10:15 tonight will clear up even more. If not, seeing it on Friday better fix the problems, or I'll have serious issues with the already-dubious moviemaking skills of the Wachowski brothers.
11/04/2003
I came across a great piece of web literature on Slashdot (*edit*--actually, it was Memepool) this afternoon. It is a hypothesis about how the world will react and change as a result of the futher introduction of automation and robots into the workplace. It took me about forty minutes to read all eight chapters, but the story was very entertaining, and if you're bored or interested in the future of capitalism/socialism/communism (although it's not overtly political) or self-development, it should provide some great insights. I had kind of imagined a socialist-type world based around "honor" (hey, read my old Geocities site for evidence--it's been there well before I read this!) as a currency, but whoever wrote this short story has really thought this whole premise out very thoroughly. Anyway, give it a read:
Manna
P.S.--I'm still not sure the blog is loading correctly. Refreshing seems to work in IE every time, so do that. If it doesn't work (let me know), clear your history, and then your cache.
Manna
P.S.--I'm still not sure the blog is loading correctly. Refreshing seems to work in IE every time, so do that. If it doesn't work (let me know), clear your history, and then your cache.
I've gone through the code and I think I've fixed everything that was screwing up. The old counter does not appear to be at fault, although it looks like "MyFreeCounter.com" no longer exists, so I needed a new counter anyway. I think the Javascript having to do with the "Current Posts" feature was what was screwing everything up. It wouldn't load in Opera, and would only sometimes work in IE. I took it out (since I never would have gotten to use it, being and Opera user, and it was farking the page up), so I think the blog should now load properly. In addition, I got a new counter all set up with roughly the same number of hits as before, plus a link to the sponsoring site, just to make sure I don't not properly give them credit, as per their policies page. I don't quite like the look of everything (looks better in Opera because there is no huge ugly blue link border around the Digits.com .gif), so it may be changed, but as the page is currently fully functional, I'm not going to mess with it further right now. Enjoy!
It seems, with the exception of Rhett, that you people only comment on the blog when I say something that pisses people off. You don't want this to turn into a forum for who can dig up more personal info, do you?
Now that just about everyone has read the post about the crazy little weekend we had, I figure I can go back to updating more or less daily. Yesterday was a normal day. I did homework, fell asleep in the middle of my German exercises, went to the library for English, and still didn't get ready for sleep until after Edward was already in bed.
Edward went over to Jessica and Andrea's room to hang out and interrupt their work, so Andrea went to one of the study rooms or something. Jessica apparently embraced the distraction, however, and gave up on her work. They watched at least part of The Matrix on TBS. Tonight I think there will be another showing of The Matrix Reloaded in anticipation of REVOLUTIONS ON WEDNESDAY!!!!1
Rhett and plan on seeing it twice, once at like 3:30 and then at 10:15 that night. This weekend, I'm supposed to go with Michelle Hooper and Guy Boudreaux, who is coming up from Columbia, to see it again. We are all planning on dressing up, with me busting out the Agent Smith attire. I need to borrow a black coat since I've only got a blue one up here. Dorkiness will ensue.
I'm a little tired today, but I'm going to hold off on my nap until this afternoon. I plan on sleeping through a good portion of it, at least from like 2:30 to 4:00. Like I said, I fell asleep during German yesterday. I wasn't lying down or anything; I was sitting upright on the futon doing my work and I leaned my head back for a moment and was out for like 20 minutes. Not good. At least I haven't fallen asleep in class yet, and I'm having coffee right now to get me through English.
That's about all of the news for now, so check back soon and make sure to comment!
Now that just about everyone has read the post about the crazy little weekend we had, I figure I can go back to updating more or less daily. Yesterday was a normal day. I did homework, fell asleep in the middle of my German exercises, went to the library for English, and still didn't get ready for sleep until after Edward was already in bed.
Edward went over to Jessica and Andrea's room to hang out and interrupt their work, so Andrea went to one of the study rooms or something. Jessica apparently embraced the distraction, however, and gave up on her work. They watched at least part of The Matrix on TBS. Tonight I think there will be another showing of The Matrix Reloaded in anticipation of REVOLUTIONS ON WEDNESDAY!!!!1
Rhett and plan on seeing it twice, once at like 3:30 and then at 10:15 that night. This weekend, I'm supposed to go with Michelle Hooper and Guy Boudreaux, who is coming up from Columbia, to see it again. We are all planning on dressing up, with me busting out the Agent Smith attire. I need to borrow a black coat since I've only got a blue one up here. Dorkiness will ensue.
I'm a little tired today, but I'm going to hold off on my nap until this afternoon. I plan on sleeping through a good portion of it, at least from like 2:30 to 4:00. Like I said, I fell asleep during German yesterday. I wasn't lying down or anything; I was sitting upright on the futon doing my work and I leaned my head back for a moment and was out for like 20 minutes. Not good. At least I haven't fallen asleep in class yet, and I'm having coffee right now to get me through English.
That's about all of the news for now, so check back soon and make sure to comment!
11/02/2003
I've begun the arduous task of documenting the past two and a half days here at Furman. You people better read the entire post and better show your appreciation by commenting.
We indeed got CDs at Best Buy. I purchased The Jackal and the Underworld soundtracks. The Jackal OST, which has been out for six years, cost $15.99. The Underworld OST, which has been out for a month, at most, cost $13.99. The Jackal OST was published by a label that is a member of the RIAA. The Underworld OST was published by a label that is not a member, according to the RIAA Radar search engine. There was a two dollar price difference that goes against any conceivable logic that demand for CDs decrease with the time spent on shelf. Now, I'm not pissed off at having to spend $16 for a CD. The Jackal soundtrack, at least, is good, and may end up getting more play time than the Underworld soundtrack, at least in my collection. What am I angered by most out of this situation is that I contributed more cash to the RIAA's blood money fund. I'm hoping, however, that any proceeds will end up being "lost" for all intents and purposes due to the fact that I seriously doubt the RIAA tracks sales of six year old releases.
I also got two DVDs. I found the widescreen version of The Matrix Reloaded that I should have purchased with my mom at Costco over Fall Break, but didn't. Also, I wandered over to the music section of DVDs and was rewarded with an awesome surprise: Best Buy had a copy of Rammstein's "Live Aus Berlin" performance. The only reservation I had about it was that it did not contain the performance of "Buck Dich," which was considered an "explicit" performance (ask Edward; he'll tell you about it!) and necessitated the releasing of two versions of the DVD: one with the song and one without. I decided that I'd probably never come across the second version of the DVD (which is what I did want, since that was the concert in full), and so I bought the first, the one at Best Buy.
I've watched the concert and interview on the DVD and I was amazed by it. I had only see snippets of live shows by Rammstein, so seeing an entire thing was incredible. They have the coolest pyrotechnics and other stuff in the world. Stop by some time; I'll show you some choice segments. Plus, the interview, although it didn't reveal a lot about the band I didn't already know, allowed me to see all of the members talking normally, instead of dancing around on stage shooting bottle rockets everywhere.
Oh, yeah, we also got The Matrix Revolutions tickets that night, after a dinner at Zaxby's. That restaurant is insanely good. Zaxby's is all about chicken--I don't think there was main entree on the menu that didn't have it in some form--and I love chicken. I got a "Kickin' Chicken" sandwich, which I correctly predicted would be similar to the mouth-watering Chili's Cajun Chicken sandwich. Zaxby's version used Texas toast as buns and fried chicken strips instead of a baked breast, and it had a hot sauce on it instead of the spiciness being built in to the chicken breast, but it was SO good. The crinkle-cut fries, which I normally don't like as much since they tend to burn your mouth while still being really starchy, were excellent. My drink was a carbonated cherry Minute Maid soda, which I've never had before. I agree with Rhett in that I don't like cherry sodas that much, but this one tasted like a melted cherry Icee and was really good. Zaxby's is definitely the best restaurant nearby off campus.
So, after all of these adventures, we headed back to our rooms. I watched the Rammstein concert and Rhett and Chris hung out in their room. Jessica was at Wofford enjoying a weak Swampwater alcoholic concoction, while Andrea and other Haynsworth people were enjoying themselves at the Jump Little Children concert.
[end day 1]
I set my alarm for 11:30, but I fell back asleep until a little after one. A shower later, I woke up a sleepy Andrea around 1:20. She had gone to sleep at 6AM after about three hours of watching Nick at Nite with other people from the concert. She soon met Rhett and I at the D.H. After breakfast, we returned to the rooms, as has become usual around here.
Jessica showed up from Wofford with no sleep sometime in the afternoon. Andrea had already gone back to sleep for an afternoon nap and Jessica soon crashed as well.
I puttered around the room with little to do, and I eventually ended up in Rhett and Chris' room. Rhett wanted to go play basketball or volleyball or something, but Chris had a paper to finish and Rhett also easily got drawn into Command and Conquer Generals. When Chris got to the last phases of his paper, Rhett and I began calling the girls to get them to join us in our anticipated afternoon sport activity. After quite a few calls (and no answers) to the room phone, Andrea freaked out and unplugged the answering machine and phone. Subsequent calls to the room meant that no one there heard us.
Now, part of the reason that they were getting annoyed by the answering machine was that we were calling every few minutes and leaving loud messages, but the other part is that they managed to screw up the greeting message. Instead of being, you know, words, it was some kind of machine buzzing noise that was constant for about five seconds and then did the beep for you to leave your message. This "message" was not new: it has been up for several days. However, instead of changing it, like after the first time they heard it make this noise, the girls just left it up with no plans to change it. We did our part to wake them up, but the answering machine message certainly helped out.
Chris and I ultimately ended up stalling Rhett enough in the room to rule out any chance of basketball or sports, so we stayed in the room. Eventually the girls woke up and I was able to discuss with them what we'd do for dinner. We (they) decided on pizza (I really could have gone for Zaxby's again) and so I told them I'd be over in a little while. I left South first, getting to their room right after the pizza arrived. Chris walked over a few minutes later, while Rhett had to get a shower and some "other stuff" to bring over first.
In the room, we enjoyed the Papa John's pizza. (It's hard not to like it.) Jessica put Dick in the VCR/TV combo, and after a few minutes of playing it, stopped it or something. Moments later, the TV went on the complete fritz.
We're guessing the VCR part of the combo thing was screwed up. Somehow, it wasn't detecting a tape in itself (said on screen there was no tape), but there was one. Eject and all other VCR functions didn't work, and the TV would shut itself off after 10 or 15 seconds regardless. We could NOT get the tape out, nor could we watch TV. Everyone had their hand at trying various things, but in the end Jessica cut the TV on and off rapidly and it began working again. She put on Dick, but no one really watched it.
At some point I realized that Rhett wasn't in the room. Andrea had gone to Bonnie's room to discuss what they'd wear for the KA barn party later on that night. Chris and Jessica both suggested he was in the bathroom. I realized what was going on, and so began the events that would completely change the evening.
I had talked with Rhett on the cell phone just before he got to Haynsworth. He had said he brought over his car and had everything prepared for the sacrifice of THE BUTTERNUT SQUASH. The night before, Chris, Rhett, and I had gone to Bi-Lo to get supplies for the immolation of a successor of the squashes Beiter said Jessica used to carry around in her car back home (that's just freaky). Rhett had soaked it in lighter fluid and he had a paper towel as a fuse and a nice little grill lighter for ignition.
I got down to the parking lot right as Rhett was calling Jessica. As soon as Chris and Rhett opened the blinds in her room, Rhett lit the paper towel. A few seconds later, the squash was on fire, and Jessica began SCREAMING out the open window. Andrea was on the balcony with Bonnie seconds later, but other people began coming out as well. Behind us, some guys opened their room window and began cheering us on, then people in lower Haynsworth looked out, and some viewers elected to watch from the Haynsworth balconies. We probably had everybody who was in a room facing the parking lot looking out at what Rhett and I were doing.
So, it charred for some time while Jessica screamed at us. I realized that the squash probably wouldn't be sufficiently destroyed by the fire, so I told Rhett to drive over it. I put the fire out with the Gatorade bottle of water we had prepared just for that reason, and Rhett pulled his car out. The first attempt pushed the squash under the car, so Rhett drove around and I set it back up. Andrea came flying down the stairs and I got the squash in front of Rhett's car. He pulled on top of it right as she got there, but it was too late to move it. While Rhett was parked on top of the remains, I suggested he turn his wheel to squish it even more. I held Andrea back as he backed up a little and pulled over it again. She eventually got free and grabbed the now-severed top half and ran back up the stairs with it. As Rhett pulled back into his parking space, FURMAN POLICE pulled into the parking lot (I feel like I'm typing a movie script like that).
Rhett and I quickly realized that FuPo was probably there because of the fire and noise. He parked his car, got out, and we calmly walked up to Jessica's room. Oh boy. That was not cool.
Jessica watched out the window and noticed another FuPo car arriving. He too parked and the cops got out to talk with some other people who had been in the parking lot. Eventually we lost track of them, as we were laughing and explaining to visitors who would pop in what had just happened. After about two minutes, a male with a voice of authority knocked on the door and asked for Andrea. I knew it was the cop.
She went out into the hall, while Chris hid in the bathroom like a pansy and Rhett, Jessica, and I waited in the room. We were mostly quiet and could hear what was being said since the door wasn't closed. The cop began asking her about what had happened. I think she covered just about all of the events, but there were a few highlights: (correct in comments if I'm way off)
Officer: How did you feel about them burning your squash? Did you have an attachment to it?
Andrea: Well, it was a butternut squash, officer.
Officer: Do you know who did it?
Andrea: Yes, Rhett and Yancey.
Officer: What are their names?
Andrea: Rhett--Rhett Butler Williams. I can give you his cell phone number. It's in the room.
(Rhett groans and gives us a look of disbelief)
Andrea: Yeah, they had the squash, and a whole bunch of lighter fluid, but they were able to put it out.
Watching Rhett's reactions would have been funny normally, but I was a bit too worried to find them funny.
Andrea came back to the room with the officer and he began to talk with us. First off:
Officer: What are you guys up to?
Rhett: Watching a moo-vie.
Officer: Now, that's not what I'm talking about.
I think we all knew exactly what the officer meant. Andrea had just told him exactly what had happened, at least from her P.O.V. I jumped in and told the officer, in the least violent and argumentative manner I could manage, what happened. Rhett bothered me later about that, saying I had "just right out told everything," but I expected the officer to view any evasion as screwing with him, since he knew what happened. I figured it better to gain quick control of narration, and to maintain that control over the details. Such would be accomplished through explaining what our view was and then explaining any discrepancies later, not letting him tell the story as he understood it and having to argue with him.
Soon into the "conversation," the officer said that we had burned a squash, and Rhett said that it was a "butternut squash." Fortunately, the officer responded by saying (sarcastically), "Oh, that's even worse." I had a feeling that we were looking a lot better than before, since he was using humor.
We explained that the whole thing was a little joke/prank (I was worried prank would have too many negative connotations, but we used it with the officer anyway) and that Rhett and I were putting it to an end. The officer seemed to recognize that we weren't trying to destroy valuable property or really piss anyone off, just have some fun messing with people. He mentioned how both he and another officer had had to respond to the calls, as at least two people called Public Safety. I'm guessing that soon after Jessica began yelling some people decided not to bother with seeing how things would go and thus notified Public Safety. The officer said there had been one call of fire/arson and one of a public disturbance, both of which, I suppose, were true.
He gave us a talk on how he knew of a fireman who had been killed while responding to a false alarm and emphasized how serious they have to treat fire issues on campus now. Apparently, some fraternity prank last year had forced a crack down on how they treated things like this. Ultimately, and fortunately, though, he conceded that there were no serious problems and that there was no need to file a report. He said he'd let the director know what had happened, and if the director insisted on something being done, the officer would have to talk with us again, but that we were finished for the evening.
As the officer was leaving, he kind of made a joke about the situation, saying: "No more burning vegetables!" Rhett, the ever-clever wunderkind, responded, "Actually, I think it's a fruit, since it has seeds." I was thinking, "Did he just say that?"
Officer: All right, smart a**!
Rhett: NO, I didn't mean to be smart or anything!
Officer: [jokingly, fortunately] Now I'm going to HAVE to write a report!
Unbelievable. Rhett make a clever little comment to the officer who, minutes before, would have had good reason to take us in his car to Public Safety and fill out a report and all of that stuff. He's admitted that it's in his nature to make clever comments like that (and if you know Rhett, you know that), but we had a hard time realizing he had just done that.
The officer left and our composure was completely lost. I think Jessica laughed, Rhett, heaved a big sigh of relief, Andrea relaxed immensly on the futon, and I leaned over in completely disbelief. That was INSANE.
Quite a few people then came into our room and began asking all about what we had done. We had tell everything, from Rhett and I taking it out to the chat with FuPo. We finally came to the conclusion that, if anything more happened, it would most likely be a simple citation and (hopefully small) monetary fine. In all likelihood, however, it'll be nothing. Who really takes the burning of a butternut squash seriously?
So, I have no idea where pranking between us will go. The squash is done for. Jessica and Andrea have some remains or something in tinfoil in their bathroom sink, but I don't think Rhett will steal that. I would think they'd try to get us back good, but last night they seemed to handle the loss of such a prized possession quite lightheartedly; I mean, we didn't get any death threats then or anything like that. I do know, however, I'll be making sure to lock the door to my room, just in case.
The whole time Dick was still playing on the TV. It eventually went off, and Andrea, Bonnie, Rhett, Chris, and I headed on out for the KA barn party. Jessica didn't want to go, so we left her (alone) in her room to do work or something. I felt kind of bad, but everyone else was going to the party, and we had planned on being there for only an hour or so.
A wrong turn out of Furman and thus a few extra minutes of driving later, we were in line to turn into the barn party's parking lot. We could see that people were checking the cars as they went by. At first, we thought they were carding, but one guy came by the car and said that it was $5 parking. They did ask us if we would be drinking, but then they also took our money. I later found out not only did Andrea not give a definitive answer to whether she and Bonnie would be drinking or not, but they also did not have to pay for parking. Chris and I passed money to Rhett and we had to tell the guys we wouldn't be drinking. The guys also sent us down the wrong row to park in, so we eventually ended up blocking in Andrea on the next one over.
So began the wandering around to the tunes of decent country (in theory; I still hate it) and atrocious AC/DC and other rock. The speakers were loud, the stadium-type portable light was bright, and the people were numerous. I saw a handful of people I know, like Lauren Brown, Stephanie Cox (who hugged Rhett suddenly and I suspect has a thing for him), and Joel. Joel had a decently-sized group of Poteaters with him, and they kind of stuck together throughout the night, so it was good to be able to hang around with them when I was figuring out where I wanted to go next. Rhett and I also encountered a very drunk Morgan and very drunk Patti. Both were pretty "funny" last night, but had mostly recovered when they joined myself and the girls for breakfast this morning.
We were all there for probably an hour and a half, until about 12:30. I did lots of stuff, seeing lots of people and chatting with plenty, but it's all so random that I can't even remember it that well.
Heading back to the car, Rhett and I discovered that some idiot in a Ford Explorer had done a darn good job of blocking in Rhett, who was blocking in Andrea. I played airport dude with signal cones for a moment and directed Rhett how to get out without hitting anything. Rhett was quite angry ("livid") and considered (1) letting the air out of the tires of the Explorer and then (2) peeing on the tires. However, as people were nearby, he did neither. We drove on away from the party and headed in the direction of the Wal-Mart in a quest for food.
Chris got some food at Jack-in-the-Box (24 hours, baby!), but I didn't since I wanted an Icee (not a milk-based shake). I had hoped that the Burger King we had passed on the way over was still open, but it had apparently been closed for over an hour, despite having like all of its indoor and outdoor lights on.
While driving for food, we also saw at least three cops. I later found out that a little after we left (we were pulling out just as they announced that the party was moving to the TKE place) cops showed up and Breathalyzed people leaving in cars at the gate behind the band (I think that was the one). Of course, the announcement had come because somehow had called back and let people know that cops were on the way, and Morgan said that when one of his friends left early (I think), he saw three cops sitting at a closed gas station near the party. Being the thoughtful soul he is, he called back and let his friends know about their presence. Still, if you didn't park in the KA "lot" but rather across the street or went out the other (back?) gate, the cops weren't there/wouldn't test you. I did hear, however, that someone in Morgan's car, got busted, but I'm not exactly sure what the result was. Anyway, Rhett, Chris, and I almost certainly saw some of those policemen heading to bust up the party. I'm glad I wasn't a part of that.
Rhett, Chris, and I headed back to campus, as did Andrea and Bonnie. We all returned to our respective rooms and stayed there for the evening. Andrea got a bit more sleep than she had the night before, but I stayed up until 4AM watching the end of Richard Gere and Edward Norton in Primal Fear. Still, I was up before the Haynsworth girls this morning.
[end day 2]
I did use my alarm, though, so they'll probably reject that as cheating, but it went off at 12:15, I was up and messing around on the computer by 12:30, and in the shower by 12:55. Rhett had indicated he wanted to go eat soon (via an IM at like 11:30 to that effect), but he ended up coming into the bathroom and yelling to me during the shower that he was heading on over. I called the girls as soon as I got back from the shower, but as they didn't answer, I assumed Rhett had already called them and they were heading over already. I got dressed, walked on over to the D.H., and discovered that only Rhett and Chris were eating.
I had been wrong in my conclusion that Rhett had already called them and thus they weren't answering; as is usual for weekends, they were asleep. My cell phone call to Andrea's woke her up, and so they began the process of getting ready for breakfast.
I declined to get an omelet (made, and probably burned, by the old guy), and so had cereal and other stuff. Rhett and Chris headed out since Rhett was ready to go play computer games before baseball practice (he's on the team!), but I remained behind to see the girls. Right as they got there and put their stuff down, Morgan, his friend (the guy with the Duff beer hat: I keep forgetting his name!), and Patti joined us. I was a bit miffed by that, looking forward to being the only one to chat with the girls, but everyone was talkative, friendly, and entertaining, so they simply added to breakfast.
I found out that Scott Black, or at least his room, has some weird issues. I heard about the cops at KA, as I detailed above. I also got into a little discussion about South Park that somewhat mirrored a brief one with Andrea on IM late the night before. We concluded that Edward Norton was an awesome actor, and that the other guys at the table would be useless for school work today. We eventually got finished up with breakfast, and so I headed back to South Housing while they returned to Lakeside.
Edward missed quite the weekend.
As soon as I got in the room, I went ahead and began typing this post. Other than making sure The Jackal OST was recording properly while I typed, I did nothing else. I've been sitting here for close to an hour and a half, typing, and I certainly hope it's been worthwhile. Let me find a suitable little picture to stick on the end, and this post . . . is FINISHED.
Quite an impressive shot
[end day 2 1/2]
We indeed got CDs at Best Buy. I purchased The Jackal and the Underworld soundtracks. The Jackal OST, which has been out for six years, cost $15.99. The Underworld OST, which has been out for a month, at most, cost $13.99. The Jackal OST was published by a label that is a member of the RIAA. The Underworld OST was published by a label that is not a member, according to the RIAA Radar search engine. There was a two dollar price difference that goes against any conceivable logic that demand for CDs decrease with the time spent on shelf. Now, I'm not pissed off at having to spend $16 for a CD. The Jackal soundtrack, at least, is good, and may end up getting more play time than the Underworld soundtrack, at least in my collection. What am I angered by most out of this situation is that I contributed more cash to the RIAA's blood money fund. I'm hoping, however, that any proceeds will end up being "lost" for all intents and purposes due to the fact that I seriously doubt the RIAA tracks sales of six year old releases.
I also got two DVDs. I found the widescreen version of The Matrix Reloaded that I should have purchased with my mom at Costco over Fall Break, but didn't. Also, I wandered over to the music section of DVDs and was rewarded with an awesome surprise: Best Buy had a copy of Rammstein's "Live Aus Berlin" performance. The only reservation I had about it was that it did not contain the performance of "Buck Dich," which was considered an "explicit" performance (ask Edward; he'll tell you about it!) and necessitated the releasing of two versions of the DVD: one with the song and one without. I decided that I'd probably never come across the second version of the DVD (which is what I did want, since that was the concert in full), and so I bought the first, the one at Best Buy.
I've watched the concert and interview on the DVD and I was amazed by it. I had only see snippets of live shows by Rammstein, so seeing an entire thing was incredible. They have the coolest pyrotechnics and other stuff in the world. Stop by some time; I'll show you some choice segments. Plus, the interview, although it didn't reveal a lot about the band I didn't already know, allowed me to see all of the members talking normally, instead of dancing around on stage shooting bottle rockets everywhere.
Oh, yeah, we also got The Matrix Revolutions tickets that night, after a dinner at Zaxby's. That restaurant is insanely good. Zaxby's is all about chicken--I don't think there was main entree on the menu that didn't have it in some form--and I love chicken. I got a "Kickin' Chicken" sandwich, which I correctly predicted would be similar to the mouth-watering Chili's Cajun Chicken sandwich. Zaxby's version used Texas toast as buns and fried chicken strips instead of a baked breast, and it had a hot sauce on it instead of the spiciness being built in to the chicken breast, but it was SO good. The crinkle-cut fries, which I normally don't like as much since they tend to burn your mouth while still being really starchy, were excellent. My drink was a carbonated cherry Minute Maid soda, which I've never had before. I agree with Rhett in that I don't like cherry sodas that much, but this one tasted like a melted cherry Icee and was really good. Zaxby's is definitely the best restaurant nearby off campus.
So, after all of these adventures, we headed back to our rooms. I watched the Rammstein concert and Rhett and Chris hung out in their room. Jessica was at Wofford enjoying a weak Swampwater alcoholic concoction, while Andrea and other Haynsworth people were enjoying themselves at the Jump Little Children concert.
[end day 1]
I set my alarm for 11:30, but I fell back asleep until a little after one. A shower later, I woke up a sleepy Andrea around 1:20. She had gone to sleep at 6AM after about three hours of watching Nick at Nite with other people from the concert. She soon met Rhett and I at the D.H. After breakfast, we returned to the rooms, as has become usual around here.
Jessica showed up from Wofford with no sleep sometime in the afternoon. Andrea had already gone back to sleep for an afternoon nap and Jessica soon crashed as well.
I puttered around the room with little to do, and I eventually ended up in Rhett and Chris' room. Rhett wanted to go play basketball or volleyball or something, but Chris had a paper to finish and Rhett also easily got drawn into Command and Conquer Generals. When Chris got to the last phases of his paper, Rhett and I began calling the girls to get them to join us in our anticipated afternoon sport activity. After quite a few calls (and no answers) to the room phone, Andrea freaked out and unplugged the answering machine and phone. Subsequent calls to the room meant that no one there heard us.
Now, part of the reason that they were getting annoyed by the answering machine was that we were calling every few minutes and leaving loud messages, but the other part is that they managed to screw up the greeting message. Instead of being, you know, words, it was some kind of machine buzzing noise that was constant for about five seconds and then did the beep for you to leave your message. This "message" was not new: it has been up for several days. However, instead of changing it, like after the first time they heard it make this noise, the girls just left it up with no plans to change it. We did our part to wake them up, but the answering machine message certainly helped out.
Chris and I ultimately ended up stalling Rhett enough in the room to rule out any chance of basketball or sports, so we stayed in the room. Eventually the girls woke up and I was able to discuss with them what we'd do for dinner. We (they) decided on pizza (I really could have gone for Zaxby's again) and so I told them I'd be over in a little while. I left South first, getting to their room right after the pizza arrived. Chris walked over a few minutes later, while Rhett had to get a shower and some "other stuff" to bring over first.
In the room, we enjoyed the Papa John's pizza. (It's hard not to like it.) Jessica put Dick in the VCR/TV combo, and after a few minutes of playing it, stopped it or something. Moments later, the TV went on the complete fritz.
We're guessing the VCR part of the combo thing was screwed up. Somehow, it wasn't detecting a tape in itself (said on screen there was no tape), but there was one. Eject and all other VCR functions didn't work, and the TV would shut itself off after 10 or 15 seconds regardless. We could NOT get the tape out, nor could we watch TV. Everyone had their hand at trying various things, but in the end Jessica cut the TV on and off rapidly and it began working again. She put on Dick, but no one really watched it.
At some point I realized that Rhett wasn't in the room. Andrea had gone to Bonnie's room to discuss what they'd wear for the KA barn party later on that night. Chris and Jessica both suggested he was in the bathroom. I realized what was going on, and so began the events that would completely change the evening.
I had talked with Rhett on the cell phone just before he got to Haynsworth. He had said he brought over his car and had everything prepared for the sacrifice of THE BUTTERNUT SQUASH. The night before, Chris, Rhett, and I had gone to Bi-Lo to get supplies for the immolation of a successor of the squashes Beiter said Jessica used to carry around in her car back home (that's just freaky). Rhett had soaked it in lighter fluid and he had a paper towel as a fuse and a nice little grill lighter for ignition.
I got down to the parking lot right as Rhett was calling Jessica. As soon as Chris and Rhett opened the blinds in her room, Rhett lit the paper towel. A few seconds later, the squash was on fire, and Jessica began SCREAMING out the open window. Andrea was on the balcony with Bonnie seconds later, but other people began coming out as well. Behind us, some guys opened their room window and began cheering us on, then people in lower Haynsworth looked out, and some viewers elected to watch from the Haynsworth balconies. We probably had everybody who was in a room facing the parking lot looking out at what Rhett and I were doing.
So, it charred for some time while Jessica screamed at us. I realized that the squash probably wouldn't be sufficiently destroyed by the fire, so I told Rhett to drive over it. I put the fire out with the Gatorade bottle of water we had prepared just for that reason, and Rhett pulled his car out. The first attempt pushed the squash under the car, so Rhett drove around and I set it back up. Andrea came flying down the stairs and I got the squash in front of Rhett's car. He pulled on top of it right as she got there, but it was too late to move it. While Rhett was parked on top of the remains, I suggested he turn his wheel to squish it even more. I held Andrea back as he backed up a little and pulled over it again. She eventually got free and grabbed the now-severed top half and ran back up the stairs with it. As Rhett pulled back into his parking space, FURMAN POLICE pulled into the parking lot (I feel like I'm typing a movie script like that).
Rhett and I quickly realized that FuPo was probably there because of the fire and noise. He parked his car, got out, and we calmly walked up to Jessica's room. Oh boy. That was not cool.
Jessica watched out the window and noticed another FuPo car arriving. He too parked and the cops got out to talk with some other people who had been in the parking lot. Eventually we lost track of them, as we were laughing and explaining to visitors who would pop in what had just happened. After about two minutes, a male with a voice of authority knocked on the door and asked for Andrea. I knew it was the cop.
She went out into the hall, while Chris hid in the bathroom like a pansy and Rhett, Jessica, and I waited in the room. We were mostly quiet and could hear what was being said since the door wasn't closed. The cop began asking her about what had happened. I think she covered just about all of the events, but there were a few highlights: (correct in comments if I'm way off)
Officer: How did you feel about them burning your squash? Did you have an attachment to it?
Andrea: Well, it was a butternut squash, officer.
Officer: Do you know who did it?
Andrea: Yes, Rhett and Yancey.
Officer: What are their names?
Andrea: Rhett--Rhett Butler Williams. I can give you his cell phone number. It's in the room.
(Rhett groans and gives us a look of disbelief)
Andrea: Yeah, they had the squash, and a whole bunch of lighter fluid, but they were able to put it out.
Watching Rhett's reactions would have been funny normally, but I was a bit too worried to find them funny.
Andrea came back to the room with the officer and he began to talk with us. First off:
Officer: What are you guys up to?
Rhett: Watching a moo-vie.
Officer: Now, that's not what I'm talking about.
I think we all knew exactly what the officer meant. Andrea had just told him exactly what had happened, at least from her P.O.V. I jumped in and told the officer, in the least violent and argumentative manner I could manage, what happened. Rhett bothered me later about that, saying I had "just right out told everything," but I expected the officer to view any evasion as screwing with him, since he knew what happened. I figured it better to gain quick control of narration, and to maintain that control over the details. Such would be accomplished through explaining what our view was and then explaining any discrepancies later, not letting him tell the story as he understood it and having to argue with him.
Soon into the "conversation," the officer said that we had burned a squash, and Rhett said that it was a "butternut squash." Fortunately, the officer responded by saying (sarcastically), "Oh, that's even worse." I had a feeling that we were looking a lot better than before, since he was using humor.
We explained that the whole thing was a little joke/prank (I was worried prank would have too many negative connotations, but we used it with the officer anyway) and that Rhett and I were putting it to an end. The officer seemed to recognize that we weren't trying to destroy valuable property or really piss anyone off, just have some fun messing with people. He mentioned how both he and another officer had had to respond to the calls, as at least two people called Public Safety. I'm guessing that soon after Jessica began yelling some people decided not to bother with seeing how things would go and thus notified Public Safety. The officer said there had been one call of fire/arson and one of a public disturbance, both of which, I suppose, were true.
He gave us a talk on how he knew of a fireman who had been killed while responding to a false alarm and emphasized how serious they have to treat fire issues on campus now. Apparently, some fraternity prank last year had forced a crack down on how they treated things like this. Ultimately, and fortunately, though, he conceded that there were no serious problems and that there was no need to file a report. He said he'd let the director know what had happened, and if the director insisted on something being done, the officer would have to talk with us again, but that we were finished for the evening.
As the officer was leaving, he kind of made a joke about the situation, saying: "No more burning vegetables!" Rhett, the ever-clever wunderkind, responded, "Actually, I think it's a fruit, since it has seeds." I was thinking, "Did he just say that?"
Officer: All right, smart a**!
Rhett: NO, I didn't mean to be smart or anything!
Officer: [jokingly, fortunately] Now I'm going to HAVE to write a report!
Unbelievable. Rhett make a clever little comment to the officer who, minutes before, would have had good reason to take us in his car to Public Safety and fill out a report and all of that stuff. He's admitted that it's in his nature to make clever comments like that (and if you know Rhett, you know that), but we had a hard time realizing he had just done that.
The officer left and our composure was completely lost. I think Jessica laughed, Rhett, heaved a big sigh of relief, Andrea relaxed immensly on the futon, and I leaned over in completely disbelief. That was INSANE.
Quite a few people then came into our room and began asking all about what we had done. We had tell everything, from Rhett and I taking it out to the chat with FuPo. We finally came to the conclusion that, if anything more happened, it would most likely be a simple citation and (hopefully small) monetary fine. In all likelihood, however, it'll be nothing. Who really takes the burning of a butternut squash seriously?
So, I have no idea where pranking between us will go. The squash is done for. Jessica and Andrea have some remains or something in tinfoil in their bathroom sink, but I don't think Rhett will steal that. I would think they'd try to get us back good, but last night they seemed to handle the loss of such a prized possession quite lightheartedly; I mean, we didn't get any death threats then or anything like that. I do know, however, I'll be making sure to lock the door to my room, just in case.
The whole time Dick was still playing on the TV. It eventually went off, and Andrea, Bonnie, Rhett, Chris, and I headed on out for the KA barn party. Jessica didn't want to go, so we left her (alone) in her room to do work or something. I felt kind of bad, but everyone else was going to the party, and we had planned on being there for only an hour or so.
A wrong turn out of Furman and thus a few extra minutes of driving later, we were in line to turn into the barn party's parking lot. We could see that people were checking the cars as they went by. At first, we thought they were carding, but one guy came by the car and said that it was $5 parking. They did ask us if we would be drinking, but then they also took our money. I later found out not only did Andrea not give a definitive answer to whether she and Bonnie would be drinking or not, but they also did not have to pay for parking. Chris and I passed money to Rhett and we had to tell the guys we wouldn't be drinking. The guys also sent us down the wrong row to park in, so we eventually ended up blocking in Andrea on the next one over.
So began the wandering around to the tunes of decent country (in theory; I still hate it) and atrocious AC/DC and other rock. The speakers were loud, the stadium-type portable light was bright, and the people were numerous. I saw a handful of people I know, like Lauren Brown, Stephanie Cox (who hugged Rhett suddenly and I suspect has a thing for him), and Joel. Joel had a decently-sized group of Poteaters with him, and they kind of stuck together throughout the night, so it was good to be able to hang around with them when I was figuring out where I wanted to go next. Rhett and I also encountered a very drunk Morgan and very drunk Patti. Both were pretty "funny" last night, but had mostly recovered when they joined myself and the girls for breakfast this morning.
We were all there for probably an hour and a half, until about 12:30. I did lots of stuff, seeing lots of people and chatting with plenty, but it's all so random that I can't even remember it that well.
Heading back to the car, Rhett and I discovered that some idiot in a Ford Explorer had done a darn good job of blocking in Rhett, who was blocking in Andrea. I played airport dude with signal cones for a moment and directed Rhett how to get out without hitting anything. Rhett was quite angry ("livid") and considered (1) letting the air out of the tires of the Explorer and then (2) peeing on the tires. However, as people were nearby, he did neither. We drove on away from the party and headed in the direction of the Wal-Mart in a quest for food.
Chris got some food at Jack-in-the-Box (24 hours, baby!), but I didn't since I wanted an Icee (not a milk-based shake). I had hoped that the Burger King we had passed on the way over was still open, but it had apparently been closed for over an hour, despite having like all of its indoor and outdoor lights on.
While driving for food, we also saw at least three cops. I later found out that a little after we left (we were pulling out just as they announced that the party was moving to the TKE place) cops showed up and Breathalyzed people leaving in cars at the gate behind the band (I think that was the one). Of course, the announcement had come because somehow had called back and let people know that cops were on the way, and Morgan said that when one of his friends left early (I think), he saw three cops sitting at a closed gas station near the party. Being the thoughtful soul he is, he called back and let his friends know about their presence. Still, if you didn't park in the KA "lot" but rather across the street or went out the other (back?) gate, the cops weren't there/wouldn't test you. I did hear, however, that someone in Morgan's car, got busted, but I'm not exactly sure what the result was. Anyway, Rhett, Chris, and I almost certainly saw some of those policemen heading to bust up the party. I'm glad I wasn't a part of that.
Rhett, Chris, and I headed back to campus, as did Andrea and Bonnie. We all returned to our respective rooms and stayed there for the evening. Andrea got a bit more sleep than she had the night before, but I stayed up until 4AM watching the end of Richard Gere and Edward Norton in Primal Fear. Still, I was up before the Haynsworth girls this morning.
[end day 2]
I did use my alarm, though, so they'll probably reject that as cheating, but it went off at 12:15, I was up and messing around on the computer by 12:30, and in the shower by 12:55. Rhett had indicated he wanted to go eat soon (via an IM at like 11:30 to that effect), but he ended up coming into the bathroom and yelling to me during the shower that he was heading on over. I called the girls as soon as I got back from the shower, but as they didn't answer, I assumed Rhett had already called them and they were heading over already. I got dressed, walked on over to the D.H., and discovered that only Rhett and Chris were eating.
I had been wrong in my conclusion that Rhett had already called them and thus they weren't answering; as is usual for weekends, they were asleep. My cell phone call to Andrea's woke her up, and so they began the process of getting ready for breakfast.
I declined to get an omelet (made, and probably burned, by the old guy), and so had cereal and other stuff. Rhett and Chris headed out since Rhett was ready to go play computer games before baseball practice (he's on the team!), but I remained behind to see the girls. Right as they got there and put their stuff down, Morgan, his friend (the guy with the Duff beer hat: I keep forgetting his name!), and Patti joined us. I was a bit miffed by that, looking forward to being the only one to chat with the girls, but everyone was talkative, friendly, and entertaining, so they simply added to breakfast.
I found out that Scott Black, or at least his room, has some weird issues. I heard about the cops at KA, as I detailed above. I also got into a little discussion about South Park that somewhat mirrored a brief one with Andrea on IM late the night before. We concluded that Edward Norton was an awesome actor, and that the other guys at the table would be useless for school work today. We eventually got finished up with breakfast, and so I headed back to South Housing while they returned to Lakeside.
Edward missed quite the weekend.
As soon as I got in the room, I went ahead and began typing this post. Other than making sure The Jackal OST was recording properly while I typed, I did nothing else. I've been sitting here for close to an hour and a half, typing, and I certainly hope it's been worthwhile. Let me find a suitable little picture to stick on the end, and this post . . . is FINISHED.
Quite an impressive shot
[end day 2 1/2]
