I wanted to see it in 2005. I want to see it now.
It is history of science. It is music. It is John Adams.
There are like eighty-five different reasons that it is me.
Also, the recent wind storms have resulted in strange behavior by the local fauna. As follows:
1. squirrels, as far as I can tell, wander out to the ends of the tree branches in order to be flung to their death in the middle of the road. Or at least the road was littered with unsquashed squirrel bodies this week and I can't think of any other explanation (there's a why did the squirrel cross the road joke in here somewhere).
2. beetles wander into the house, flip onto their backs, and kick their legs in the air frantically (me! me! me! me!) until I right them and chase them back outside.
Beetles - 1
Mammals - 0
Tonight I go to a Trotsky cocktail party. I have no idea what to expect. There's just no way that mead and cabbage can be classy.
1 comment:
Blame the unicycle kids. I saw a girl run over a squirrel with her bike in college. It did not look squashed but it could only run in tight little circles, so they had to call a campus animal control guy (probably this was not his full job description, although it's a large campus so maybe). She was really upset and wanted him to put it out of its misery but he said he would put it under a bush and let nature take its course. Poor squirrel.
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