| September 24, 2002 |
| Happy fucking birthday to me! Now, with that out of the way I shall continue... I must say, on the first day of my 20th (damn, I'm an old fuckin' man already) year, I witnessed one of the coolest things in my life to date. We had a guest speaker during my Honors class, and not just any speaker, this one was an professor from Oxford. A real, authentic English guy... and it was fucking funny! Not really because he said anything funny, but just how he looked and sounded. I knew this guy was English before he even entered the room just looking at him... he was wearing a white long sleeved shirt; red, green, and purple bow tie; tan vest with a double chained pocket watch, and tuxedo-like blue pants. You just don't see any Americans dressed like this guy was. Then he began talking... and he was a wee bit hyper. I swear to fuckin' God he sounded just like John Cleese...I was torn between laughing and asking him what the average flight speed of a coconut laden sparrow was, but I managed to refrain from doing either. It was a serious test of my restraint, let me tell you... Hmm... what else has happened? Oh yes! It snowed the night before last... I was going to get pictures, but by the time I was quasi concsious and dressed the sun had come up and transformed it to rain. Still though, first snow of the year.... bonus! Won't be too long before it's cold, windy, and snowing like a mofo around here... Nothing more to report from here... cheerio chaps. |