I just got back from a near perfect performance of the winter play at Milton, wherein I play a jolly French lawyer tasked with staying faithful to his wife. To start getting into the married-man mindset, what else did I think of but May and Library Hill. I then proceeded to 'remember' the fun times in my wife and my past, but the love in this group is the best starting point I have. Today in Journal stories, wood mauls make an appearance, Kit triggers a rant about musical classifications, Frost tells us how gold fades, and it snows. I get excited about said snow. But you remember that. It's Wednesday, April 28, 2010, and tomorrow will most likely hold no surprises whatsoever.

Day 68

Ate pancakes for breakfast and comiserated with Nora about how the oranges were shredding their thin films when being pulled apart. In AP Wood Crew, Jimmy, Aidan and I split wood with mauls, and if you thought regular wood crew was fun, splitting wood is so much better. You hold a triangle of metal above your head, and drop it and yourself as it hits a piece of wood. The sheer force of it hitting drives the wood apart into liftable pieces. We split by the carriage shed before bringing stubborn pieces up to the chicken house for the hydraulic splitter, which looks like this, from a bird's eye: ->_____|= The |= pushes against the wood log, until it has no choice but to splinter in two due to the ->. So fun.

Lunch was leftover couscous, which Hallie and I discussed the recipe to, and souffles of the ham and cheese variety. After lunch, I did some work on English and Spanish before History and Kit's presentation on 70's culture. It was interesting, until he brought up music. I'm sorry, this is my personal beef, but Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd and AC/DC are NOT heavy metal. At the time they were probably the heaviest thing around, but now AC/DC is only barely metal... listening to Back in Black, that's Hard Rock there. If it is metal, it's nothing like Iron Maiden or Metallica. It's mercury. Pink Floyd is classic rock/progressive, and Led Zeppelin... bands with songs like Goin to California and The Rain Song are not metal. They are gods of rock, but not metal. Led Zep is solid, classic rock. It is possibly the best classic rock, but calling it metal is false. Anyway.

I took more notes on the discussion questions about Reagan, and then went to English, where Jack took us outside to collect young maple leaves to see how gold fades in a Frost poem. It was very cold. Rachel, at a table with David and I, did a pterodactyl impression that she apparently does now. For the rest of class, we discussed the Weasels essay, and the best part was when Jack addressed the line “Our eyes locked, and someone threw away the key”. Overall it was just average. I actually went to my advisor meeting with Susie, and we talked about the coming weeks. I'll get the work done.

I made a video of the snow, beautiful flakes falling fast, after Alden taped me raving after morning meeting. Hopefully that video will find its way to good hands. After the advisor meeting, I snacked on bagel crisps and did more work on E. Sci., until Charlotte distracted me. We're making a mug with Jay in incriminating poses on it, with laser backgrounds. I showed her the Clarinet kid on encyclopediadramatica, evading the banners for the most part. Dinner was spaghetti and meatballs with herb pull-apart bread.

I sat with Jay for the third night in a row, and Sam S, Isaac, Steph, David and Kemi. The conversation between Kemi, Sam S, Isaac and I drifed from making Miles a recording studio and production company to how I could be a famous funnyman in the future and how I look like Jim from the Office. After dinner I chatted with Arya, listened to an EPIC drum solo from Neil Peart, did some work before shutdown, heard Yoyo practicing, then shut down. I was listening to Rush and Wolfmother beforehand. Boy was it nice to hear Geddy and Andrew. Walking home, I saw possibly the Best Moon I've ever seen. It was huge, hovering perfectly in a hole in the clouds, barely offwhite. It was amazing; I can hardly describe it.