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Too Late, Trotsky is part blog, part journal, and completely pointless.Following
Last year, for my 21st birthday, I met my parents down at Walt Disney World so my first day of legal drinking would be at EPCOT’s International Food and Wine Festival. A few days later, after going to dinner at the Polynesian Resort, we decided it would be a funny joke to do a “monorail bar hop,” hitting up all of the resort bars and restaurants on the monorail stops, and of course telling everyone on the monorail what we were up to. We started at the Polynesian, then headed to the Grand Floridian and the Contemporary before switching trains and ending at EPCOT for a second trip around the International Food and Wine Festival.
This year, we’ve decided we might as well make it an annual thing. We’ve even got our own shirts with logos.
So, if you’re down in Walt Disney World the week after next, keep an eye out for these shirts.
Dateline: New Haven.
This is American bootstraps ingenuity at its finest.
Yes, that’s a window air conditioner.
Yes, those are two empty Miller Light cans keeping the air conditioner from falling out of the window.
You can’t say you’re not impressed, you’re just angry you didn’t think of it first.
“I Wish (Remix)” - YelaWolf Feat. CyHi Da Prince & Pill
Everything about this is awesome.
Day 13: A guilty pleasure.
“Acquainted with the Night.”
Robert Frost.
“A hot dog at the ballgame beats roast beef at the Ritz.”
Humphrey Bogart
With 25 days left in my undergraduate career, I’ve come to the conclusion that I just don’t give a shit anymore. To emphasize that point, I have two papers due by this Saturday and a major exam in two parts on Monday and Wednesday of next week. Rather than write either of those papers or study any bit for this exam, I decided to go to a baseball game.
So my roommate has had these two air conditioners from our freshman year. They’ve been in storage since then, but this year, they’re being stored in the trunk of her car. She apparently asked her boyfriend to write a craigslist ad to sell them.
I was looking on craigslist for interesting ads, when I re-loaded the page, that ad was at the top of the list. I clicked on it, read it, then immediately thought, “wow, Lydia should write an ad to sell her two air conditioners.”
Oh, wait.
I just spent the last hour drinking beer and spinning that “modernized first line” of The Metamorphosis into a full-blown “Tik Tok” parody. This morning I found out I won a poetry competition and I ate the best tasting apple I’ve had in a long time.
If this is a prelude to how things are going to be after I graduate, the future is gonna be bitchin’.
Those are some of the things that molecules do… given four billions years of evolution.
Carl Sagan, Cosmos, Ep. 2
