February 22nd

What is this thing? What does it do? It was just chilling out in front of the music library tonight. I think I'll name it Peter.

I need to sleep.

February 21st

On the trails behind Horsebarn Hill, there is an abandoned ski lift. The rusty pulleys (Ali called them something specific, but I don't remember it, and she doesn't read this anyway so I'm just gonna call them pulleys) on rusty poles and the rusty generator at the top of the hill are the only things that remain. The poles are lining the left side of the path in this picture.

February 19th

I was sitting in the guys' room when one of them lamented our lack of Balderdash. I said that I did have Balderdash, I just hadn't brought it down to store in their room, but if they wanted to play sometime, they could just call me and I would bring it down. Molony and John each preceded to call me, while I was sitting across the room from them, to ask me to get Balderdash. I went upstairs to my room and grabbed the game. When I opened the door to their room, they were counting out paper money and placing it around the Office Monopoly board that they had set up on the table. I was almost convinced they were actually going to make me play the stupid game when Cameron was kind enough to tell me they were messing with me (once again).

This is one of John's Balderdash cards. The acronym was B.H.M.A. The actual answer was Bald Headed Men of America. John's answer was Blind Hermits with Massive Alzheimer's. I couldn't get through reading the card I was laughing so hard.

February 18th

I've noticed these before. They're on every floor in the stairwells of South. I've never really given them much thought, and up until now I'd just assumed that they were for people in wheelchairs to use to call for help getting down to a lower floor. I'm not entirely sure WHY this seemed like the obvious function to me. South has an elevator after all, so I have no idea what business a wheelchair-bound individual would have entering a stairwell in the first place, never mind who would be expected to come running when they pushed the Help button, or what the rescuer would do once he or she got there. I suppose that if one WERE in a wheelchair, and one DID manage to get into the stairwell, the lack of a blue door-opening handicapped button might prove getting back inside the hallway without falling backward down a flight of stairs rather difficult. Of course, the distinct absence of a blue button ought to have signaled to the individual that this was a bad idea in the first place, that and the fact that the sign plate by the door clearly says STAIRS. It's even got braille on it, so the blind handicapped people have no excuse either. But I digress.

I noticed the little black button labeled CALL. It's not like an elevator call button with a little fireman's hat embossed on its shiny face that clearly indicates where that call will go. No, this call button has a number pad. Which brings me to my next quandary. Clearly this panel is supposed to be used for more than just calling 911, because who's going to take the time to dial when they could just push the big red emergency button? So what I want to know is, could I use this panel to call ANY number? I am so tempted to try this, but I fear that pressing the call button may set off some kind of alarm or something. And I assume that the number dialed would get recorded somewhere, and I wouldn't want the call traced back to me.

Maybe the call button is there so that the handicapped person stuck in the stairwell can call someone to chat with while he or she waits for someone to come to the rescue. I'm gonna go with that.

February 17th

Agents James Bond themed dance tonight, and Mouseboy and I got all dressed up to go. He then noticed Steph's calendar, and just had to strike a pose.

February 16th

These are an amazing Valentine gift David gave me. They are halves of double stuffed Oreos with Hershey's kisses, almond slivers, red frosting dye stuff, and maraschino cherries. They're MICE!!! The eggs are caramel Cadbury eggs, which I love. Also, there were many more mice than this, and one more egg, but I already ate them.

Let me tell you how I devour my mice. First, I pull on their little tails until their bodies detach from their heads, and I eat the cherry. Then I pluck off their little ears and munch on the almonds. I pop their little heads in my mouth and enjoy the Hershey goodness. Lastly, I eat the Oreo, creme side down, and savor the newfound deliciousness that is Oreo with maraschino juice. Best Valentine's Day dish ever.

February 15th

All the snow melted, and resulted in a TERRIBLE FLOOD! Just kidding. Actually, this is just the light reflecting off the hard shiny surface of the snow in the quad. But it kind of looks like a lake. Anyway, I thought it was really neat-looking.