Still Not In Bed
'Kay, so I forgot a coupla things. Here they are.
-Next year's housing: Friend Sophia got bumped by the mean W&M housing lottery, and her would-be roommate Carolyn wanted to help her. So I used my lottery number and got the three of us an overcrowd in Camm. It sounds like it'll be fun--they're both nice, and both at least interested in Classics. It will make up for the disappointing lack of a Latin House on campus. And the room's a decent size. I'll enjoy being in the middle of campus--well, middle compared to Dillard and Ludwell.
-As for bagls, he had wanted a single, and preferably in one of the new dorms (location location location, and practice rooms so he can play his euphonium without having to go to Ewell). All the singles ran out while there were still ~200 people ahead of him. So he got a double, and is rooming with someone he and I know. He seems fine with it, so there ya go.
-Told a bad joke today. I don't know who all will even get it. But here goes. Travis, our (soon to be former) Dominus et Deus of the Classics Club, was talking about the Flying Spaghetti Monster. For those of you not familiar with the FSM, He comes from a website whose message is that creationism should not be taught as science (http://www.venganza.org/). Don't shoot me if you don't agree with it, I'm just providing backstory. :-) Anyway, we were talking about the fantastic jokes accompanying the FSM, and just some of the random stuff, like "Have you been touched by His Noodly Appendages?" and the use of "Ramen" for...well, it's kind of obvious, isn't it? Great jokes, I think. Anyway, we were discussing what it would be like if there were different sects of FSM worship, and CJ brought up the idea that one must follow the holy trinity of Noodles, Meatballs, and Marinara. I posed the follwing question:
"Yeah, but are the Meatballs and Marinara the same as the Noodles, or does each constitute a different hypostasis?"
See, I was just trying to be a smart@$$ and start a mock theological debate. Everyone else heard the pun. It's confirmed: everything I say is a pun, whether I intend it to be or not. (And if you didn't hear it--try saying the word "hypostasis" out loud.) I was much pleased, and will have to tell Professor Chesley.
I have unfortunately been unable to make a pun on "ousia." Or is that fortunately? :-P
-Next year's housing: Friend Sophia got bumped by the mean W&M housing lottery, and her would-be roommate Carolyn wanted to help her. So I used my lottery number and got the three of us an overcrowd in Camm. It sounds like it'll be fun--they're both nice, and both at least interested in Classics. It will make up for the disappointing lack of a Latin House on campus. And the room's a decent size. I'll enjoy being in the middle of campus--well, middle compared to Dillard and Ludwell.
-As for bagls, he had wanted a single, and preferably in one of the new dorms (location location location, and practice rooms so he can play his euphonium without having to go to Ewell). All the singles ran out while there were still ~200 people ahead of him. So he got a double, and is rooming with someone he and I know. He seems fine with it, so there ya go.
-Told a bad joke today. I don't know who all will even get it. But here goes. Travis, our (soon to be former) Dominus et Deus of the Classics Club, was talking about the Flying Spaghetti Monster. For those of you not familiar with the FSM, He comes from a website whose message is that creationism should not be taught as science (http://www.venganza.org/). Don't shoot me if you don't agree with it, I'm just providing backstory. :-) Anyway, we were talking about the fantastic jokes accompanying the FSM, and just some of the random stuff, like "Have you been touched by His Noodly Appendages?" and the use of "Ramen" for...well, it's kind of obvious, isn't it? Great jokes, I think. Anyway, we were discussing what it would be like if there were different sects of FSM worship, and CJ brought up the idea that one must follow the holy trinity of Noodles, Meatballs, and Marinara. I posed the follwing question:
"Yeah, but are the Meatballs and Marinara the same as the Noodles, or does each constitute a different hypostasis?"
See, I was just trying to be a smart@$$ and start a mock theological debate. Everyone else heard the pun. It's confirmed: everything I say is a pun, whether I intend it to be or not. (And if you didn't hear it--try saying the word "hypostasis" out loud.) I was much pleased, and will have to tell Professor Chesley.
I have unfortunately been unable to make a pun on "ousia." Or is that fortunately? :-P