Did something ever happen to you that just made you think, how funny would this be if it was happening to somebody else?

That's how I feel about what's happening to my car right now.  I've finally figured out what's wrong with it (I think) but it's enough wrong to make me upset.  also enough to be kind of funny.  Right now the car is a) leaking transmission fluid, b) leaking gas, but only when I put it in reverse, and c) slightly . . . crunchy in places it shouldn't be. Though I'm thinking, a car really shouldn't be crunchy anywhere.

ha.  ha.  see, it's funny!  laugh, you'll make me feel better.

these are probably one of my favorite things about going to a school like this.  There have been two so far that just made my day.

ill-defined protest number 1:

The Marines were on campus one day.  Students were gathered around the fountain (where the tent was set up) and at first it seemed strange to me that the marines would be so popular.  Well, turns out it wasn't the Marines that were drawing the crowd, it was the Grim Reaper in black polyester robes standing by the tent, carrying a (wait for it. . .) cardboard scythe.  Yes, the Tacky Reaper was shadowing the Marines.  Later I came back out and the Reaper was leading a bored-looking group of students on some kind of march toward the fountain.

Oh, did I mention the middle-aged man wearing what looked like a plaid skirt and a boyscout uniform who had joined the group?  Maybe it was a kilt and just a khaki shirt, but it was still confusing . . . and yet strangely awesome.

ill-defined protest number 2:

This is what the sign says:

Wear Red on Thursday:
END THE MASSACRE IN BURMA

I kind of chuckled to myself, but reasoned that there was more on the sign that I hadn't read that made more sense.  Later I read the whole thing, looking for sense, but there wasn't any.  It was just a show of solidarity, which evidently is going to end the massacre in Burma.  Somehow.  In an ill-defined undergraduate way.

This school is amazing.

-- L