"Hadrian's Wall and Sheep Pen" (Yes there are sheep penned up among the ruins)
"Roman Emperor Beanie Babies" Me: We can reenact the battle of Actium Friend: And watch Mark Antony commit suicide Me: And spill his beans
"My size Caligula" As in the statue of Caligula that was dressed in whatever he wore that particular day... closely resembling "My Size Barbie"
"Druids on Scooters: And the Great Scooter Schism" Or what happens when you are REALLY bored in Roman Britain class.
"Delicious = Diocletian" Because I just can't read.
"Thanks be to KFC" Excerpts from the 365 Ways to Cook Chicken book at mass.
"Frau Bleucher" (A Bell ringer at Durham Cathedral who likes to yell at students for opening doors.) Student: She needs a hug and a stiff drink Me: Ovaltine perhaps?
"Chicken Chunks" Because there are no Chicken McNuggets in England
Me: Beregond is a minor character Friend: No, you're a minor character
me: hold on I need to go stick some post its on a food item advising people not to eat it in 10 languages friend: ok me: just in case they don't speak english? friend: you never know, so sure me: exactly me: what if Julius Caesar walks into my kitchen and looks in the fridge.. now he'll know not to eat my food
I went on a field trip to Lick Observatory a while ago... while we were all standing in the parking lot listening to the introductory spiel from the tour guide, this guy drove by in an old Toyota from the early 90's or late 80's. It was a silver car, nothing strange about it, the man was just driving through the parking lot of the Lick Observatory... except... on the hood of his car, one on each side.... he had silver... plastic toy triceratops, about four or five inches tall.
There is something in our backyard hiding under a lawn chair making noises that sound like a cross between an ewok, a sad little kid, and a bantha on a bad day. It looks like it might be a cat or a raccoon or something, but I am utterly confused as to what it is.
Perhaps it's a fuzzy little alien.
Ha.
*edit*
I went out to look and apparently it's a cat. I have a little bantha cat in my backyard. Interesting.
And if you aren't familiar with how a bantha sounds, either watch Star Wars or think of what a cow might sound like if it were to read something interesting.
My Latin professor serenaded the class yesterday with "O Fortuna" by Carl Orff.
If you're not familiar with that song, let's just say it's not something that should be sung with less than a full chorus and lots of tympanis and assorted instruments... certainly not by one man with an audience of 8 Latin students.
Hmm you know I have notes about posts I've been wanting to make since December. That's pretty bad. So I suppose I will make them now... But first, what have I been doing? As you can probably guess, that would be school. Yes, I have been going to school and not much else. I do, apparently, have free time, but when I do for one reason or another I've been too lazy to make LJ posts and to catch up on reading my friends page. There are two solutions to this dilemma, one, I make incredibly random posts about things like "the sky is blue" or two (and the far easier and therefore more desirable option to my laziest self) I just don't post.
And there you are, the psychology of my silence. Or something. Anyway, perhaps I will try to make more of an effort to post, although there quarter is ending soon which means I will have a lot of papers to write and tests to study for etc etc etc. But for now, I shall clear away the notes that have been begging me to mention them for the past few months:
December Note -
We make up the names of kids that people buy presents for in the Christmas Giving Tree thing I volunteer with... So I labeled one tag "Fredo" in way that made it look incredibly like "Frodo" (I have to admire my horrible hand writing). Anyway, when the tag came back, what was it attached to? A “Play-doh Island Volcano” toy. Yes, a volcano that spouts play-doh lava. Someone gave Frodo Mt. Doom for Christmas.
January Note -
I was watching Star Trek with my father... and in one scene Worf was pushing his way into a cave. A passage had been blocked by rocks, so he was moving them to get through. So, my father said, "He's just kicking those rocks around like they're nothing.” To which I replied in a rather smart-ass way, "That's because they're made of papier-mâché."
Later January or Early February (I don't even know) Note -
I went to the mall today, and passing by a store selling movies and such I saw a cardboard cut out of Aragorn. However, right below it was one of Yoda holding up a light saber. The way they aligned made Yoda's light saber cover Aragorn's sword. So it appeared that, at first glance, Aragorn was wielding a light saber. That's right, I saw Jedi Aragorn, much to my amusement and confusion.
And there you are, caught up on things to some degree. Anything else I might have posted about I have evidently forgotten, but I do hope you are all doing well, and I hope I don't disappear again.
I was going to write an update about how our Astronomy Lab instructor gave out Milky Way bars for Halloween and how I found this amusing, but I suppose it's a little late for that since it's passed Thanksgiving and all.
Hmm... well, this is just to say that I'm still alive. I'm just a bit busy and I haven't been able to get myself to write any kind of update so just... Hello everyone out there.
My mom just called to tell me that the guy who directs the Astronomy lab, Alan, called, but she couldn't remember his last name so she told me that "Alan Rickman" had called. I started cracking up. Apparently, she had forgotten who that was until I reminded her.
Went "camping" with hairstylists = trailers with cable tv and kitchenettes. Amusing.
The place was called "Thousand Trails," but I only found 5 rather short, interconnected paths. However, I suppose if I kept hiking in circles then there would be a thousand trails...
And a random question and answer, because I amuse myself:
Do you collect anything? I collect dust.
Indeed, there was much dust on the "thousand trails."
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