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Stumpage Reports
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Thursday, May 01, 2003 :::
Zeno Metcalf, Pistachio Heaven Hell, and Weird Friends
Finally, I finish a paper before 1 AM. I'm getting the hang of this school thing. I even had time today to go to class, take a nap, have coffee with weird friends, and go to the grocery store. I bought a big bag of pistachio nuts to celebrate finishing my paper. I will dive in as soon as I post this.
Couple things today: A week or so ago there was a fire in a wing of the school library. It was in a coffee shop in a little food court annex and thank god no smoke or water got into the books part of the library. I am happy the bug collection survived unscathed. Working on that's gonna be part of my meal ticket this summer. Since the little food court is shut down, they have been giving away free chicken sandwiches and drinks on the brickyard. Today, while waiting for class I saw the distribution of free food to college students. I initially thought of refugee people you see clamoring for food. But the sight of literally hundreds, (I mean hundreds) of students crowding around two little trailers looked exactly like a crowd scene from a Cecil B. DeMille movie. I didn't even try for a free sandwich. It was really mind-boggling. I have just never had a view of a crowd like that.
I had promised strange Romanian neighbor lady I would go to some meeting tonight to vote for her for student council or something like that. I told her I'd go but warned I had to be somewhere at 8 PM. The meeting was supposed to be at 7:15, I showed up at 7:10 and waited until 7:35 and the meeting didn't start yet and I saw no sign of her or the other guy that forms our small anglo-european triumvirate so I boogied on to my eight o'clock. I stopped by later that night to apologize and find out what happened. When I knocked she barked real sharply (in a Natasha-like voice) "Who is there?". She came to the door all disheveled and I could tell she'd been crying. She said "That's okay, I'm not in best mood and will talk to you later. Do you have a beer in your fridge?"
A long time ago I accepted the fact I couldn't date a normal woman. Now I'm realizing I can't even find a normal woman to be friends with. I've always been attracted to, and attractive to, misfits, goofballs and ner' do wells. So if you're my friend, take a look in the mirror.
Quote of the Day:
Omar Sharif, commenting on the chances of Lawrence of Arabia getting the money to be made these days:
If you are the man with the money and somebody comes to you and says he wants to make a film that's four hours long, with no stars, and no women, and no love story, and not much action either, and he wants to spend a huge amount of money to go film it in the desert, what would you say?
P.S. (4:33 A.M.) If you eat half a bag of pistachio nuts at 1:00 AM, you will be awake at 4:30. I'll spare you any further details.
::: posted by tom at 1:18 AM
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