you were 80% angel
10% demon
the rest was hard to explain
          ~over the rhine

 

i am sorry if you thought i meant obama, because i meant o’bama.  see the apostrophe?  see- i am Irish, and we do that.  recently i was attending a wedding of my good friend mattathias reed and his now wife amy.  she is just as delightful as he is, though with one major flaw.  she does not think my library prank was that great.  though, to be fair, she is a librarian.  [if you wish to know about my epic library story, first call up roberts' wesleyan, but be warned- they might think you had something to do with it.]

alabama is hot.  ridiculously hot.  i cannot stand heat in any form other than the temperature for food.  i love winter and all that comes with it.  and what a trip from pennsylvania.  i drove 13 hours straight to georgia, only to fight russians who misread the directions- the backwards R is confusing for them too. i had one traveling companion: a lizard named boner.  i know it sounds dirty, but he is clean, i promise.  take a look, and trust me-  i got looks.  it is not everyday you see a man driving with a boner.

 

boner driving

 

 

there is one thing i can recommend not to do for anyone wishing to trek out 13 hours: do not eat zucchini bread.  no sooner did i get to georgia and that whole loaf came back out, and quickly too.  frightful business.

i am back in georgia now, and thankfully the russians left.  and just as well, the only russian jokes i know would lead me to be silenced by the kgb, politically speaking.  and now i am here at the seminary i applied to.  some people here are shocking.  one person in particular has no problem dropping the f bomb in front of total strangers in mixed company and is quite loud in his seemingly pleasure-ful taking of the Lord’s name in vain; probably the most odd behaviour of a seminarian, in my opinion.  i am sure he will see a prank or two.  if anything, just to take his smug look from off his face.