Oct. 21st, 2006

twincityhacker: hands in an overcoat's pockets (On The Train to Nowhere)
Someone stated earlier that the recent weather was a monsoon. Upon looking at the definition of the word monsoon, I am exeremly irritated by this as we are no where's near a body of water that one could say a moonson came from.

Though I did learn the neatest word today, but I can't remember what the exact spelling is. Pelivian? It starts with a "p" and means something along the lines of "raining in a biblical fashion, for forty days and forty nights sort of thing."
twincityhacker: hands in an overcoat's pockets (I think we're in too deep!)
For some reason, the IU audiotorium decied that it would treat those in the usher corps to a free viewing of The Producers.

And since I got dropped from ushering today, I went. And had the best set in the audiotoruim, just above the C door in the upper orchestra so I was dead center and eye level with the cast.

And dear God, I thought that the movies were intesting, but this took the cake. Maybe because I was watching it with a few hundred of my closest friends. Though I could tell where things were changed from the brodway show to the road show, as the modern swedish office was tossed. I'm always disapointed that the bit about Calgulia being killed by his mother was thrown out (perhaps since my mind always throws it back in after I watch the newer versions?) But, it was lovely, with the singing and dancing, and all the little sight gags (hello, brodway hookers!) and that one of the theatres in the background was St. James.

Though, honestly, one of my favorite parts was INTERMISSION! part of "Betrayed!" as the guy lodly proclaimed as he was presuing the playbill that the trumpeter was an IU alum. Everyone burst out at that. With a close second of "'Till Him" with tons of awwws. Or "Goodbye!" where Roger swept Carmen into his arms and Max slapped Leo on the butt. = )

I think I died of laughter, as I' way too tired from just sitting and watching a musical for a few hours.
twincityhacker: hands in an overcoat's pockets (The View From Here)
I just noticed that I spell armour, well, armour. I can't think of why though. The only thing I know it has nothing to do with is my current over-consumption of British media as I've been spelling it that way for as long as I can remember which predates just about everything except for Sherlock Holmes, and possibley Absoulutely Fabulous, and Two Fat Ladies.
twincityhacker: hands in an overcoat's pockets (Eat my rubber foam axe!)
While I've been studing for my ethics midterm, I have realized that my hatered for Kant is so great that I have seemed to have blocked out his entire moral system out of my yhead, even though we only studied it last week.

It did not help that most of the terms relating for Kant are latin.

*goes back to reading Kant*

...

SHUT UP, KANT! IF YOU WEREN'T DEAD I'D SHOVE ALL THE BOOKS YOU WROTE DOWN YOUR THROUGHT!

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