Smallhouse Log

Friday, Ninth Week
"It's like a truck in a full-length sequinned ballgown." -Xian!, 04/29/2007

So Scav is well over. For my impressions, czech out the aforementioned Scavenblog. For some other impressions, I found some unaffiliated outsiders who did a good job: The welcoming committee for admitted students. Man, with all the sheer addictive usefullness of Google/Blogger, it is no wonder I always hesitate to post using my own (admittedly, now highy improved) system. I think I can resist the lure for now, but only because I am that stubborn, and because I do not really trust them that much yet. Still, it has got me thinking that I could (and thus, should) program my own software that could do automatically many of the tedious things I still do by hand. Oh, with semantically correct and accesible markup, too, of course. That is key.

So, you know squirrels? Apparently (BAM!), they are this bad at every college, and I am not the only person who thinks about killing them every time I walk across the quadrangles. That's right I said quadrangles what what.

Ok, more random stuff that I have been meaning to mention. WikiHow has a very nice article on moshing, which warms my scaly heart. Ok, so I disagree about the crowdsurfing (because crowdsurfers force the pit to stop moshing to carry them), but still. Warm. Scales.

But the big thing on my mind is the recent wedding of Mister Jeremy John "Bingley" Scripps to the former Miss Hannah Bennett. Sadly, there were no good opportunities while I was there to crack Pride and Prejudice jokes. It was fun to go on a little trip, see the home of Heinz katsup, make jokes about the home of Heinz katsup, see why people from the east coast think South Dakota is flat, sleep in a chicken coop, find a better George Washington than any team presented, ride the Metro again, ride a propeller plane (Yeah.), and generally meet a lot of cool people. The whole trip would have been worth it just to see the look on Jeremy's face as he removed her garter during the reception. Jody caught the bouquet, Hannah's little brother is a rockstar, and for Jeremy's bachelor party, we played Settlers of Catan. That was a fun bachelor party. I ate the best sourkraut of my life (that is, the only sourkraut I have considered worth eating) at the rehearsal dinner. All in all, a lot of fun. Makes me look forward to Shaina's wedding in August and Paul's in... um... whenever that is happening.

To close, a recent conversation tidbit:
JR: "The first problem is a problem of transparency."
LB: "What do you mean by transparency?"
JR: "We'll get to that in a minute."

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