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I'm trying valiantly to study for my media law quiz tomorrow, but it just ain't happening. All I want to do is drink plantation mist tea and draw pictures of lighthouses, trenchcoats, fedoras and sailboats. I want to dig out... Keep reading this entry »
I've gotta stop with these morning updates. I need to eat a hearty breakfast, as lunch doesn't come until 2:00 on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Today's precipitation is a mix of rain, snow and mushy hail, that falls sideways and... Keep reading this entry »
Tuesday/Thursday mornings are wonderful this semester. I don't have class until 11:00, and because of some strange collegiate anomaly I am able to wake myself up without artificial means, usually between 8:00 and 9:00. That gives me a solid 2-3... Keep reading this entry »
A grisly fog is descending on campus. I watched as it tumbled down the mountainside and filled the dales and valleys with its muting fervor. I'm tempted to sit here in my 2nd floor watchtower and wait for the attack.... Keep reading this entry »
Quickly now, as I need to get to class. We figured out what was wrong with the phone. Unlike normal people that have only one phone in their room (and my mother tells freakish tales of a time when there... Keep reading this entry »
Whoo hoo! What do we have here? Welcome to the skeleton of Cromlech 0.15. From these bones will be hung the new fleshes of content and vigor, all freshly renewed in the scratchy deserts of Utah. Things are gonna be... Keep reading this entry »
Back. Duluth welcomed us home in a most hospitable way, with shimmering white sheets of northern lights dancing across the night sky. We watched as the folds coalesced into a single stellar chandelier, which continued to pulse with energy as... Keep reading this entry »
This is how new language gets disseminated. My article in this week's Statesman uses the word "quirl", which is an archaic word that somehow weasled past my humor editor and two copyeditors. The word is so distant from common language... Keep reading this entry »
This entry at USS Clueless made me cry. Dammit, I want my alien ancestors to drop by and hand me a plasma rifle and a flying car. Humans are too busy designing pocket computers and cordless internet to make the... Keep reading this entry »
Like all cordless phones, my phone has a handy locate function. I press a button on the base and the phone chirps in agony as I rampage through the apartment, tossing aside piles of dirty clothes and homework, trying to... Keep reading this entry »
Had a wonderful evening, today. Got out of jazz early, took to the Dragon and went to Menards to buy a big tarp. I grabbed a tarp, then grabbed another one... it was bigger and heavy duty. Sounded like she... Keep reading this entry »
My main quarrel with college seems to boil down to an overemphasis on rationality and a deemphasis on developing the self. For instance, writing an essay gives you great argumentative skills. You are forced to take a stand on an... Keep reading this entry »
This is a warm-up for Sunday's entry. The newspaper had an article today about the Paul Bunyan Drug Task Force. I also realized my favorite outfit is blue jeans and a nerdy, bright red shirt. Finally, I drew a connection... Keep reading this entry »
To be a master overachiever at college requires I stifle the murmurs of my soul. Humor, wit and irony are my beer, whisky and wine, but there is no place for mind-altering beverages in class. Often I sit at my... Keep reading this entry »
Cromlech always risks solidifying thoughts that don't even have me completely convinced. In that regard, I now begin the first entry in a tasty series about college. You may be surprised by where this goes. I may be as well.... Keep reading this entry »
Where dost Dane put thine things he dost lost? Sometimes when you want a $0.25 Fanta you end up with a $1.00 Nestea. Sometimes when you want love you end up with a friend (usually less). Sometimes when you want... Keep reading this entry »
Went to Expedition Intrepid today to buy a Platypus, a mission that brings about images of me driving home from the store, trying to hold a wet, squirming mammal that survived an explosion in the waterfowl wing of an evolution... Keep reading this entry »
This was the first Friday in a long time that actually felt like Friday. It was so liberating to bolt out of Media Law and... well... hmm. Ok, maybe liberating isn't the word, as I'm still sitting here typing as... Keep reading this entry »