The local scene, or I heard he was anti-semantic

To the driver who caused the incident that brought traffic to a complete stop on Interstate 64 at approximately 9:45 PM,

Enclosed is a bill for delays and impositions caused to the plaintiff by your inattentive driving:

0.75 hours x $5.15 = $3.86

Ah, if only …

How improbable is it for there to have been two stalled cars and one collision on Little Creek on my drive home Friday? Norfolk has easily the worst drivers of any place I’ve driven.

I graduated, again. Rather I went to the proper ceremony for my graduation last summer. I miss school. No one ever thinks they’ll say that, but it happens. I got over high school, so I guess in a few years college will become a distant and irrelevant memory. I wish it wouldn’t.

To the Doctors of Philosophy candidates, John T. Casteen III said: “I welcome you to the ancient and universal company of scholars.” I want to someday get my PhD solely to have that said to me.

This summer I want to (in no particular order) go to Busch Gardens a few times, shoot a movie, record a few songs, go for some long runs, read good books, laugh, dream and resist aging in general. Keep in mind I will only have weekends in which to accomplish these.

I’m going to start a video journal. This weekend I hope to post clips from grad weekend. The photos are already up.