Space Turtles
I think this place must finally be getting to me. The other day we spent about half an hour discussing the practicalities of living inside a turtle (issues: storage space, plumbing, the turtle wanting his shell back.) I don't fully understand why, but this was the major topic of dinner conversation for the whole table, attacked with typical Reed verve.
Distinctly Reed things that have happened to me lately: at a party last Friday I kindly bought a six-pack of, ahem, beverages for some under-21 year olds, but then lost sight of them before they could pay me. Oh well, says I, there goes $8.50, chalk it down to experience you gullible English. But then today the youths tracked me down and gave me $10! "I don't have change" I said; "Buy yourself something pretty!" they said. What honesty and generosity!
The whole Harvest Ball for Halloween was very Reed. It was your basic posh dancy ball, except everyone had the most demented and fantastic costumes I have ever seen. The whole do was worth it just for the people watching. Observed; a piece of pie, two separate (Where's) Wallys, a woodnymph (topless and painted green, very Reed), a football hooligan, assorted comic book characters, etc etc. Reediest of all: someone went as a semi-colon; my favourite form of punctuation, awesome. Everyone looked so amazing, and I had a really good time! They do a better job of Halloween over here, I must say. Mind, on Halloween night the whole affair had kind of run out of steam, so we just played Pictionary til half one in the morning. Also very enjoyable, Pictionary rocks.
The final Reed fixture is the Comic Book Reading Room, which is in the basement of the SU and just blows my mind every time I visit. The Reading Room gets in about every decent comic as soon as it comes out, and once they have a good number they send them off to the thesis binder, so you have an important-looking hardback representing every Love & Rockets ever, say, or about 4 shelves worth of Spiderman. Most every comic ever, all for free.
Aside from these diversions, all has been chugging along in the Reed class routine since Fall break. Oh, one more thing! The Scottish bloke we met in Seattle has been staying at Reed since the weekend. How cool is that? You meet someone randomly, they come stay: cultural exchange. Someone commented that this is very Studenty, which is just fine by me. Hamish is a decent sort, seems to have his head on his shoulders, but makes infrequent snide comments that unintentionally drive people up the wall (very funny).
Distinctly Reed things that have happened to me lately: at a party last Friday I kindly bought a six-pack of, ahem, beverages for some under-21 year olds, but then lost sight of them before they could pay me. Oh well, says I, there goes $8.50, chalk it down to experience you gullible English. But then today the youths tracked me down and gave me $10! "I don't have change" I said; "Buy yourself something pretty!" they said. What honesty and generosity!
The whole Harvest Ball for Halloween was very Reed. It was your basic posh dancy ball, except everyone had the most demented and fantastic costumes I have ever seen. The whole do was worth it just for the people watching. Observed; a piece of pie, two separate (Where's) Wallys, a woodnymph (topless and painted green, very Reed), a football hooligan, assorted comic book characters, etc etc. Reediest of all: someone went as a semi-colon; my favourite form of punctuation, awesome. Everyone looked so amazing, and I had a really good time! They do a better job of Halloween over here, I must say. Mind, on Halloween night the whole affair had kind of run out of steam, so we just played Pictionary til half one in the morning. Also very enjoyable, Pictionary rocks.
The final Reed fixture is the Comic Book Reading Room, which is in the basement of the SU and just blows my mind every time I visit. The Reading Room gets in about every decent comic as soon as it comes out, and once they have a good number they send them off to the thesis binder, so you have an important-looking hardback representing every Love & Rockets ever, say, or about 4 shelves worth of Spiderman. Most every comic ever, all for free.
Aside from these diversions, all has been chugging along in the Reed class routine since Fall break. Oh, one more thing! The Scottish bloke we met in Seattle has been staying at Reed since the weekend. How cool is that? You meet someone randomly, they come stay: cultural exchange. Someone commented that this is very Studenty, which is just fine by me. Hamish is a decent sort, seems to have his head on his shoulders, but makes infrequent snide comments that unintentionally drive people up the wall (very funny).
posted by susie r at 12:42 PM
5 Comments:
Hey Susie,
Thanks for the parcel :) My little Robot is called Big Jim.
I'm glad you had a good time in Seattle.. *sigh* I wish I was there too. Its been nothing but work work for me.
I hope you are well.. and that the weather is terrible for you.
Love Lauren,.
My god, Aya and I had that same turtle conversation two days ago. A very specific concern we had: could you turn your head side to side when you have it halfway pulled into the shell? So could you peep out over the shell and then look all the way around you? If so, that would be very advantageous.
That's so weird!
Well I would say that you could look out of the shell in such a sneaky manner. But in our vision we were living in the shell of a Space Turtle, so there'd be an awful lot more room. We figured a Space Turtle would be about medium-apartment sized. Our method for protection was to hang the shell off the edge of a cliff, so we could have access to the sea for fishing with long lines, as well as avoiding predators. Then the space turtle would have to perform some kind of running dive off the edge of the cliff to get back in his shell...etc.etc. We had many plans.
You mean run and spin in the air, thus forcing the gravity to shove you back into the shell as you roll in a ball-like manner to safety? Yeh, I can see that working.
Living in a turtle shell would be fine, though I suspect you'd want a cork or something to block the gaps during those cold, winter months; or perhaps you could install a tiny furnace by the left leg hole to keep you warm: you could stand on your tail and let the hot air rise....
Mmm, I can see this is a topic worthy of further investigation.
I like how everyone I've mentioned this thing to has a slightly different conception of the mechanics of living inside a turtle. It could be some kind of personality test.
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