Wanted: Something

Hrm. Something ate today’s original entry. Probably for the best. Imagine some pointless mumbling and apologising for not answering email. And a predictable joke involving Saddam Hussein and Mötorhead. You didn’t miss much, honest.

currently playing: Sleater-Kinney - The Remainder

The Rules of Four Squares

Something to remember if you’re ever planning to stage a picnic in a national park: if it has been raining heavily for the past week, it’s probably a good idea to phone ahead to see if, say, the park is completely flooded and they won’t be allowing visitors for some time. Still, the car ride was nice…

Anyway, after not finding any open entrances to the park, we went back to the hall and had the "cook-out" there (yes, it's much the same as back home, except there's no alcohol anywhere). Then I was introduced to a popular playground game, Four Squares.

It's a fantastic game; like French Cricket, it has no concept of scoring, or really any point at all, except to start playtime arguments. It goes like this: The game is played inside a large square subdivided into four smaller squares. Each square contains a player, with everybody else lining up by the side of the court. One square is called the "King" square, and that person gets to serve (oh, by the way, it's played with a football). The idea is that the ball has to bounce once in your square, and then you have to get the ball inside another person's square before it bounces or goes out of the court. If you fail to do this, or your shot goes out of the court before bouncing, you go to the back of the line. The rest of the players on the court move anti-clockwise to fill up the empty space, and the person at the front of the line enters in the free space. And so on.

Simple. Pointless. And we spent over two hours playing it.

currently playing: Mint Royale - From Rusholme With Love

Rage Against The Coming Light

HULK SMASH PUNY FIRE ALARM! HULK CRUSH ALARM! HULK IS THE SLEEPIEST THAT THERE IS!

currently playing: Godspeed You Black Emperor! - The Dead Flag Blues

It's Jackanory Time!

At least, it was at 1am this morning, when Kavi was reading her current book assignment to me. I’m still not entirely sure why she thought that was the best use of her time, but anyway…

I have presents! But they're wrapped. Boo. And some hiss. They're just sitting underneath my bed, saying "Unwrap us! No-one will ever know!" Of course, we all know that that's not true, so they'll just have to stay wrapped up until Tuesday.

Also, I'm going to write this down here so I remember it in the future: when the forecast says it's going to rain, it probably will, so it's your own fault if you get caught in flood conditions while walking to Carrboro. Silly.

Get Your Syria On. I'm really hoping that someone, just someone in the Bush Administration has their head screwed on. Or are they simply going to conquer the entire Middle East?

Yesterday's fun juxtaposition: the Iraqis being freed from their oppressive leader, while back in Congress the groundwork begins to make the PATRIOT Act permanent. And here's the Secretary For Education, who obviously needs a good kicking. IS THERE ANYBODY IN POWER HERE WHO ISN'T INSANE? ANYONE? BUELLER?

You know, I was fairly happy when I started writing this entry...

currently playing: Echobelly - Give Her A Gun

Fastest Lecture In History

I think it almost managed to last twenty minutes, after I dragged it out to include corrections to the previous homework assignment. It was terrible, but as someone pointed out to me afterwards: at least I made the slides myself and didn’t stop in the middle of the lecture to realise I’d made a mistake ten minutes ago…

In today's other news, I have been visited by the Vending Machine Pixie. This morning I got two cookies from the CS department's machine for the price of one, and the machine downstairs gave me a bottle of Cherry Coke in addition to the Diet Coke I wanted.

Senator John Kerry is kicking it old-style. He's looking like the most interesting Democrat candidate so far (although I can't quite shake off the McGovern similarities); not that it'll probably matter. Mind you, the original Bush had a huge popularity rating after Gulf War I, and look what happened to him...

Dick Cheney! They let him out! I feel so much safer.

No, I don't know why they're arguing about the Belgians either.

I want to stab the TV with a thousand white-hot knives. "I'm so proud to be an American!" Take that, you anti-war scum! Is it so hard to imagine that people can be pleased that the Iraqi people are freed from the old regime, yet still abhor the way that America went about starting the war in the first place?

This must be a hoax. Please, tell me it's a hoax. I don't want to live in a world where such things are possible. What's next, Citizen Kane 2004, starring Seann William Scott and Clare Kramer? My Fair Lady starring Catherine Zeta-Jones? The Italian Job starring Mark Wahlberg and...oh. Get my gun, would you?

currently playing: Garbage - Only Happy When It Rains

Dana's Insane Dating Plan

Words of encouragement from Sona and Laura. The window option is still quite tempting, though.

Today's educational moment: a "cook-out" is American for what we would normally call a barbeque, apparently. I've been invited to one on Saturday, so I'll report on further differences then...

Obviously, the cockroaches just couldn't wait for a nuclear holocaust. We're DOOOOMED!!!

currently playing: Saturday Looks Good To Me - Typing

Oh, Manchester

However, the broadcaster did not feel that the use of the word “tosser” had been inappropriate for inclusion in a programme whose presenters made much of their Mancunian bluntness.

Sigh. I miss Mark and Lard. Mind you, in just a month's time I'll be able to listen to them again.

The professor has complete confidence in me. I, on the other hand, appear to be in for two more sleepless nights. Hurrah! Or something.

This war is confusing. You turn on Fox, and we've already taken most of Baghdad, met minimal resistance, and everybody loves us. Go over to Iraqwar.ru, and Russian military intelligence seems to indicate that the US/UK forces are having a hard time holding onto the airport, let alone securing Baghdad itself.

At last! A situation where knowing what P = NP means actually turns out to be useful...

currently playing: R.E.M. - She Just Wants To Be

Should Have Stayed In Bed

Since I got out of bed this morning, there has been precisely one event which didn’t make me regret venturing out of my room. And I’m fairly sure I managed to screw that up anyway.

But yes. A frantic call from the professor. He has to go to Ohio later this week, to attend his uncle's funeral. Which means I have to give Wednesday's lecture. Oh dear. I still think that attempting to fake my death on Wednesday morning is the best option. Or, turn up in a SARS mask and refuse to hold the lecture on health grounds.

I don't have the words to describe how I feel about this. Well, actually, that's a lie, but most of them aren't printable. Blackmailing for Jesus!

Finally! A Democrat contender with a spine!

John Simpson's interview.

currently playing: All Girl Summer Fun Band - Samantha Secret Agent

And How Can The Bank Help You Today, Sir?

The RIAA has filed suit against four college students for copyright infringement. $150,000 in damages for each song illegally shared. One student shared 652,000 songs, so he’s facing a fine of $97 billion. Enough to buy a CD for every person on the planet. I think his credit rating is going to suck for a few years…

There's a rugby team here. Yes, a real team, with no body armour or anything. They're a proper team as well; last Thursday they went on the town, got completely drunk, and started a fight. Some things are apparently universal.

Bah. My Jane Eyre/The Rock crossover was years ahead of its time...

Fox News from history.

currently playing: Aimee Mann - This Is How It Goes

A Helpful Indicator of Insanity

It’s midday, and the weather forecast says that today is likely to be the hottest day of the year so far. Obviously, a sensible thought at this point is “Hmm. It looks nice. I think I’ll go outside.” An insane thought would probably be something like this: “Hmm. It’s a nice day. I think I’ll try and walk to New Hope Commons.”

I got to the Sheraton Hotel before I finally saw sense.

I have Pez things. And Cadbury's Fingers! Thank you, Mum...

currently playing: Radiohead - Go To Sleep