Bird poop I was walking around yesterday and felt something hit my arm. It didn't startle me too much, as there are a ton of trees here on campus that drop stuff from time to time. There's actually this one type of tree that drops these seeds that kind hurt if they hit you right, but I digress. So something hits my arm yesterday and I notice it's not coming off. Again, this has happened to me before as those seeds I just mentioned can get caught in your clothes fabric too; pesky little things. So I instantly take my off hand and swipe at the nuisance… only it didn't come off. Rather, I merely smeared it all over my shirt. Yup, you guessed it, it was a fat chunk of bird poop. Fresh, full-o-nutrients bird poop, just like mom used to make. Holy shit was it nasty. And not only was it all over my shirt at that point, but it was all over my hand as well. What a nightmare.The ironic part (as if getting shit on wasn't ironic enough), I was on my way to take a poop of my own! Imagine that, getting pooped on on your way to take a poop!
Am I gettin' old? I "advise" a group of undergrads on a project; nothing special really, just something I have to do since I'm a TA for the class. During a meeting the other day one of the students was trying to write on the white board, but the marker was a little dry and made weird squeaking noise. I says, "hey, that kinda sounds like Bill Cosby's magical pen," but no one laughed. At first I thought, okay, maybe that wasn't funny, but then it occured to me, maybe they didn't know what I was talking about!I asked and, sure enough, none of them had any idea what I was talking about. When I told them it was an 80's thing they pretty much asked how old I thought they were. That's too bad, 80's culture is already on its way out the door. So here't goes, ode to the old school: "Picture Page it's Picture Page it's time to watch a picture page it's time to watch Bill Cosby do a picture page with you!"
Some good sleep Last night I slept for 14 hours! I went home yesterday around 5 pm to take a nap and, for the most part, didn't wake up until this morning at 7! It was incredible. A couple hours after I fell asleep, I think around 7, my dad called me. I was supposed to call my aunt and wish her a happy birthday, but shortly after talking to him I went back to sleep. I woke up again around 11 or so and decided to brush my teeth, and went right back to sleep after that too.Most will probably read this and think, "damn, that guy's got nothing to do." Yea right, that definately wasn't the case. There was a ton of stuff I needed to get done last night; not to mention some good playoff games that were on. I feel good right now though, like I'm not going to be tired again for a while :) So I guess it was worth it.
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