So, Looney, as one of his last acts as Executive, appointed me to the Ministry of Randomness. (JediSquid is now Executive, and Human Vice-Executive. Looney is still King, though.) My first proposal as Co-Minister of Randomness[3] will be:
( Well, assuming I actually propose it, right now I'm just leaving it in RFC )(I should probably note here that a Handful, a Bunch, and a Lot are all defined in our Book of Numbers.)
Anyway... as for our vacation in CST (with the longer sections LJ-cut).
So. The plan. Fly out to Chicago, see the university among other things, drive up to some town in Wisconsin called Baraboo (strictly speaking, we were actually staying in West Baraboo), then down to St. Louis, see the university among other things (No, not St. Louis University! Although apparently that does exist) and finally drive back up to Chicago to return the rental car and sit in the airport until our plane comes.
To keep this somewhat short, I will only talk about those things I wrote down in my notebook.
Anyway. Out to Chicago. I didn't have a book to read, so I brought my PROMYS yearbook so I could work on the topology problem sets, which obviously I had no time to do at PROMYS. Ran into Max (Furman) (expectedly) at the UChicago tour. Random bizarre vacationy walking around. Nothing much. That I wrote down, anyway. Oh yeah. We stopped at a bookstore (of which, of course, they have plenty by us) but I had no money as I had spent it all right before going away to PROMYS, but mom noted that had I been home I would have gotten some allowance money, and said I could buy a book if it wasn't too expensive. I bought
Lies by Al Franken. So some of the time I say I was working on the topology psets, I was actually reading that. But I finished it while on the trip. Oh yeah, I played Carcassonne against Elana a bunch of times. Won every time.
( Wherein I eat ice cream )( Wherein a mansion is upside-down )( Wherein Mom feels like a hobo )( We're in St. Louis (Ow!) )The drive back up to Chicago - the only exciting thing there was Mom's false alarm: "Oh wow!" she shouted. We all looked out the window. "Corn!" That really annoyed Elana. :D Anyway we arrived 3 hours early for our flight (yay topology), which was then delayed about half an hour. On the flight, when they served drinks, I (and the person behind me) somehow ended up with an Israeli can of Sprite. (We could tell because the writing on it was in Hebrew.) It was also a slightly different shape from an American can. It looked bigger, though it was labeled as only 330 mL while the American cans are labeled as 355 mL.
...that ends this. Wow, I should LJ-cut some of this.
...and I now have a philosophy essay to write and a lit project to do. Before school starts. Which is Thursday. Yay. (Yes, the essay's only 1 page, and the project is stupid. But still.)
-Sniffnoy
[0]I don't think gravel is the right word here. Like gravel, but bigger rocks.
[3]Along with Breadman and (?!) pitboss.
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"If you want your boomerang to not come back, first you shouldn't throw
it."
-GW De Lacey, rhod
