In order that I may not be killed by Marty just as things are starting to get interesting:

Welcome to Thursday, everyone.

Valentine's Day was actually reasonably fun. Classy party with wine and chocolate in many forms. Attire was formal: I wore my East German Border-Guard jacket... and a black bowtie.



That's the jacket, though mine is sans belt.

Point of interest: When they tell you U of C is "where fun comes to die", they don't tell you it's "where fun comes to have the world's largest scavenger hunt." Go scavhunt team. First meeting was this evening. Four days of utter madness, and brilliant insanity (which will be occuring in about 9 weeks).

From last year:
"#28: Have a computer combust through nothing but it's own internal workings"
"#118: Document the Oberlin fauxhawk in it's native habitat" (I can only assume Kate understands this)
"#128: Eudaimonia"

and more here: http://scavhunt.uchicago.edu/list2004.pdf

and who could for get that classic from 2001:
"#1: Machu Pikachu"

Frabjously incoherent,

Doctor Funk