Apr 14, 2005

hmmm....

Chica

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Apr 7, 2005

My Dorm Building Blew Up!

so.... I've got a good story. There's this Kerr Res. Hall? It's in the same building as Loftman/International(my home) but on the other side. Well, yesterday we were all sitting around(watching movies... Nicolo playing Warcraft) and we hear this incredibly loud, deep bass sound. You could actually see the entire ceiling move like the drum of a speaker, as it went *BOOOM.*
You know how dorms are, always get to hear whatever is going on in the room above us. So, I went up to check what was wrong(imaginging things along the way: did their entire bunk bed fall down? No, not loud enough. It would have to be something like a bunk bed with a dresser on top of it.) Well, they didn't answer the door so I called them on Samantha's cell. She was outside and as confused as me. All she knew was that it was loud, there was a big crowd and an even bigger explosion. So, we were at the consensus that a bomb went off. I grabbed a camara and went go investigate. Yes, Kerr hall had exploded. But, no bomb. During construction, someone hit a gas main(smart!). 7 students were caught in the blast. None killed. None seriously injured. But, a few were sent off to the hospital, checked out, then sent back. And the building is for the most part intact. A few rooms are uninhabitable(mostly structural damage). And the hall is closed indefinitaly. Which is why we got a new roommate last night... he had no bedroom when he got back from class.
I would have sent you pictures of the site but, the cops wouldn't let me near it. So... maybe next week. My last week. Crazy that my first year's already over.

hmmm....

Apr 6, 2005

How often should somebody eat fastfood?

"If we are on a deserted island and we get bombed with anthrax and there's nothing else available then I guess its ok to eat fast food." - Quoted from a nutritionist randomly called in the film Super-Size Me.

HU'S ON FIRST (by James Sherman)

(We take you now to the Oval Office.....enter Condi)

George Bush, Jr: Condi! Nice to see you. What's happening?
Condi: Sir, I have the report here about the new leader of China.
G: Great. Lay it on me.
C: Hu is the new leader of China.
G: That's what I want to know.
C: That's what I'm telling you.
G: That's what I'm asking you. Who is the new leader of China?
C: Yes.
G: I mean the fellow's name.
C: Hu.
G: The guy in China.
C: Hu.
G: The new leader of China.
C: Hu.
G: The Chinaman!
C: Hu is leading China.
G: Now whaddya' asking me for?
C: I'm telling you Hu is leading China.
G: Well, I'm asking you. Who is leading China?
C: That's the man's name.
G: That's who's name?
C: Yes.
G: Will you or will you not tell me the name of the new leader of China?
C: Yes, sir.
G: Yassir? Yassir Arafat is in China? I thought he was in the Middle East.
C: That's correct.
G: Then who is in China?
C: Yes, sir.
G: Yassir is in China?
C: No, sir.
G: Then who is?
C: Yes, sir.
G: Yassir?
C: No, sir.
G: Look, Condi. I need to know the name of the new leader of China. Get me the Secretary General of the U.N. on the phone.
C: Kofi?
G: No, thanks.
C: You want Kofi?
G: No.
C: You don't want Kofi.
G: No. But now that you mention it, I could use a glass of milk. And then get me the U.N.
C: Yes, sir.
G: Not Yassir! The guy at the U.N.
C: Kofi?
G: Milk! Will you please make the call?
C: And call who?
G: Who is the guy at the U.N?
C: Hu is the guy in China.
G: Will you stay out of China?!
C: Yes, sir.
G: And stay out of the Middle East! Just get me the guy at the U.N.
C: Kofi.
G: All right! With cream and two sugars. Now get on the phone.
(Condi picks up the phone.)
C: Rice, here.
G: Rice? Good idea. And a couple of egg rolls, too. Maybe we should send some to the guy in China. And the Middle East.
G: Can you get Chinese food in the Middle East?

Apr 5, 2005

Too Many Names

By Pablo Neruda
From: ‘Estravagario’


Monday entangles itself with Tuesday
and the week with the year:
time cannot be severed
with your weary shears,
and all the names of the day
the water of night clears.

No man can call himself Peter,
no woman Rose or Mary,
we are all sand or dust,
we are all rain in the rain.
They have told me of Venezuelas,
Paraguays and Chiles,
I don’t know what they’re talking about:
I know the skin of the Earth
and I know that it has no name.
 
When I lived among roots
they delighted me more than flowers,
and when I talked to a stone
it echoed like a bell.
 
It is so slow the spring
that lasts the winter long:
time has lost his shoes:
one year’s four centuries.
 
When I go to sleep each night
what am I called, not called?
And when I wake up, who am I
if it wasn’t ‘I’ who was sleeping?
This is to say that as soon as we
are thrust out into life,
that we come newly born,
that our mouths are not filled
with all these dubious names,
with all these mournful labels,
with all these meaningless letters,
with all this ‘yours’ and ‘mine’,
with all this signing of papers.
 
I think to confound things
mingling them, hatching them new,
seeing through them, stripping them naked,
until the light of the earth
has the unity of the ocean,
a generous integrity,
a crackle of starched perfume.