Mitch Hedberg.

Saw him here last year:

An escalator can never break, it can only become stairs. You would never see an Escalator Temporarily Out Of Order sign, just Escalator Temporarily Stairs. Sorry for the convenience.

I don't own a cell phone or a pager. I just hang around everyone I know, all the time. If someone wants to get a hold of me they just say "Mitch," and I say "What?" and turn my head slightly.

I bought a doughnut and they gave me a receipt for the doughtnut... I don't need a receipt for the doughnut. I give you money and you give me the doughnut, end of transaction. We don't need to bring ink and paper into this. I can't imagine a scenario that I would have to prove that I bought a doughnut. To some skeptical friend, Don't even act like I didn't buy a doughnut, I've got the documentation right here... It's in my file at home. ...Under "D".

I thought he had some funny things; it was strange how he could rattle off a couple dozen jokes unconnected.

Taco Tuesday.

I get it now.

When Dr. Sullivan says "This second test is a lot easier than the first," that actually means it's a lot harder. When he says "This test is difficult, I won't lie to you," he is, in fact, lying and means that it's easier than the FCAT.

The Blogger people had the following blog under their list of prominent blogs:
Things I hate about my Flatmate.

I think it's trite, but perhaps someone else will enjoy it.

I inadvertently stole another riff (kind of) from Franz Ferdinand (when we were freestyle jamming). At first, I was not particularly taken with that disc, but it's just got so many riffs!

This weekend-- FSU circus performs, 50s night on campus, Midnight Movie Grease, more showings of The Life Aquatic, Sin City comes out, and honors Coffeehouse (free coffee!). Okay, so that last one's on Thursday; so what?

Differing Perceptions.

Eternal silence sounds
unhindered through empty halls.
In the space it bounds
To and fro before it falls
Out of aural recognition;
And though he thinks he hears;
it’s true, its transmission
falls on deaf ears.

‘Tis strange, at least,
I think it true
neither man nor beast
can possibly construe
what things I now hear-
some must think me mad
though I do not fear
I’m glad for what I’ve had.

Differing perceptions
create different truths.
Apparent misconceptions
label one uncouth.
Despite obvious opposition,
he continues his life today,
Put in a position
where others stay away.

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Hahaha, well, I was going through old files, and I rediscovered my poetry project for AP Lit. I remember those days... anyway. I remember spending a lot of time writing the other poem I submitted, and then just cranking this one out the night before (not even sure that I knew what it meant then), although I did have the opening line for a while before I wrote the poem, though. At this point, I would make changes (like entirely delete the word "possibly" from that line), but I don't like to go back over anything I work on and edit, or change stuff. So, I won't.