Like Aerial Photography for your Brain

Let me tell you guys a little story of how dorky I am.

The other day (friday) I was in hall waiting to audition for a student (actual 16mm) film, when I noticed an old acquaintance from high school was waiting in the hall as well. We eventually started talking along with the producer guy that was waiting out there and magic was brought up when a fourth outsider friend of the guy walked up. It wasn't long before a trusty deck of bicycle cards was out and tricks were being performed. I've always known that Brendon (the guy from high school) was a magician but I hadn't really ever seen any of his stuff in action. Maybe he was really good, maybe I'm just the easily amused type, but I was absolutely amazed at every trick.
He did this one trick where he put a card in my hand and pulled out another card from the deck...then he waved the other card under my hand and he suddenly had the card that I was supposed to have! And what's more...thats right....the other card was in my hand.

WHAT THE CRAP!?!?!?!?

I like magic! Have any of you guys had experiences with magicians? If not you may have an experience with a really bad one in the coming weeks because I'm so curious I must learn magic for myself!

Looks like I'm going to be a random bar go-er! Rock on!

Long Sentences and Lots of Adjectives

Too Much Paper
Originally uploaded by The Sloan.

In recognition of my poor updating as of late, I have resolved to update my blog every day this week....so check back EVERY DAY!

As you can tell from the picture above I've been taking advantage of the university’s free newspaper program. I usually just skim through and pick out the interesting articles. You know the funny thing about interesting articles? They're always SPLIT UP!

Clever scheme by the paper company to make you look at ads, no doubt. Come on though, seriously. I was reading something that started on the third page of section B in the Times and it suddenly ended with a note "See 13B." WHAT??? Can this column foolery not be contained to the front page at least? They seriously think they should be able to skip me from the third to the 13th page on a whim? Those arrogant jerks! I won't give them the honor of my reading their opinions on the stock market or "reporting" on the war any more. From now on when the words stop...I STOP.

Unless it's a really good one...DANG IT! THEY WIN, DON'T THEY!?!?!?


For my random end segment, please enjoy a poem I wrote for my class this week in the Anglo-Saxon form:

A lime hates the likeness, it calls for a liar

The old man so chimed, two chaps who have challenged

Heaven could have us as hard as we push them

Level those fields and lift up the lonely

As somewhere to see them drink lemonade slowly

White Bread's Not Your Problem Mister

MLK Jr. Day Rider
Originally uploaded by The Sloan.

Into the swing of things.

I feel embarrassed...

YES embarrassed and ashamed that I've fallen to the low of letting my blog go this long without updating, but upon looking at my last few posts I realize that they were all at least partially devoted to my apologizing for not writing. The logical part of my brain tells me that this can't be interesting reading, so I will cease to apologize for not updating now and forevermore. If I don't update for a while, just know I'm sorry and we'll move on to more pressing matters from there.

I'm back in school but short of feeling like I'm knee deep in sweet cow muck there isn't much of interest to repot there either, so let's skip that, shall we?

Today before class I ran across a bin of newspapers. Apparently the school has figured out a way to distribute the Wilmington Star News, USA Today and yes....even the great New York Times to anyone that will have them for free. I took advantage of this by snatching up all three by the newsstand at the door and zipping outside (pretending to be criminally rebellious, of course.)
Hopefully what I'm able to read from them between classes will give me some good material to write about, such as what I found today.

In Oak Park Heights, Minnesota a strange 22 year old convicted sex offender tried his hand and being and idiot and it looks like he pulled it off. I'll spare you the details as to how he became a sex offender, but suffice to say, he was graciously granted parole, which clearly indicated he was not to have unsupervised contact with minors. As it turns out, he somehow decided that making a series of comically ridiculous visits to a high school was in his best interst.

Of course, you can't just walk into a school without some kind of excuse, so he came up with the most plausible and inconspicuous reason possible.

He claimed to be "Caspian James Crichton-Stuart IV," the Fifth Duke of Cleveland and 27th in line for the British throne. During his visits he informed everyone that he was 17, interested in attending the high school, and insisted upon being referred to by everyone (principal included) as "Your Grace"

Surprisingly, the public high school's student newspaper was able to see through the shame that a member of British nobility would want to attend high school in Minnesota. They contacted the British Consulate which informed them there was no such title as the "Duke of Cleveland" the house of cards came crashing down.

It's a good thing he overlooked the details in his title the world may have been fooled. If I were going to make up a title of Nobility mine would be unstoppable.

"Frodo James Hemmingway-Stuart IV, The Fifth Duke of Mayonnaise"

No one would ever be suspicious...

My computer smells like hot melting plastic...hope that extended warranty is still in effect...

We all have fangs, we just grind them down in our sleep..

Little Nathan
Originally uploaded by The Sloan.

Fairwell Four Oaks!

It hardly seems like it's been a month since I got here but dang! It's been a month. I had so many things I planned on getting done while I was away from school and I'm glad now that I didn't list them on this blog, because I did almost none of them. Oh well, that's the way the cheese drizzles I suppose.

The above picture is one I found of me as a young tike of but 1 or 2 years. I just put it up here because I felt the internet needed something outrageously adorable on it for a change. No dout that it does now.

It's been a good break but I can't say that I'm not ready to be back into the thick of edumacation at Wilmington. There are a great many things I miss about being out there and what scares me is that this semester will probably fly by just like the last. I do hope to actually have some sort of film project to show for myself in the next 6 months and plenty of interesting random posts and tidbits about stuff that you could probably live the rest of your life happily without knowing, but why would you? You, loyal reader, you are a shining joy to me.

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