And there was much rejoicing. And perhaps some drinking. When your father suggests that you deserve a night of drunken revelry you know you done good.

And now, passing my written quals for my Ph.Dizzle has left me Lost in the Valley of wait, what? No studying? Oh.

So what am I supposed to do? Besides put up the tree, clean my disgusting study and ( Read more... )

There it is, the new phrase for the week. It indicates a particular state of teh crazy as manifested in certain patrons commonly found on certain Bloomington Transit bus routes. I am almost as enthused about it as the other new colloquialism "Josh Bell on the metro," i.e. any thing that is sad, worn out, or we are generally tired of hearing about ( Read more... )

So I have just finished the nearly four hours that is Wagner's Lohengrin.

I can summarize it thusly...

ACT I
Elsa: I seem to have lost my little brother, the Duke of Brabant
Telramund: Ha! The throne is mine!
Elsa: Woe!
King Heinrich of Germany: sup?
Telramund: This woman killed her bro to spite me and therefore I will not wed her. Look at my awesome new ( Read more... )