- I went to Allison's voice lesson so I could play my recorder with her. I got there and took off my jacket only to notice that I'd put my t-shirt on backwards. (I woke up at 9:15, and was told that my ride wanted to leave at 9:30.) So I pulled my arms out of my shirt and turned it around. TH laughed at me, good friend that she is. I was pulling it back down where it belonged when Al's teacher asked "Are we getting dressed out here?"
- I got to be introduced as "the recorder player." That's what Al told her teacher I was, and accurately enough. It's a cool sounding title, and it's something I've never had the privilige of being before. I tried to tell Al this made me the recorderist (Why not? "Clarinetist," "saxophonist"..."recorderist"! It works!) and she thought about saying "This is my ac--accum--the lady who plays the recorder" like the joke in O Brother, Where art Thou?
- When Al and I (she's practically the only person I've seen today--that's why she's in all of my cool things!) were walking through the student center after checking our mail, we saw two people come around a corner just as one of them said to the other, "It would be considered a threat to homeland security to use the metric system."
It's too late
And what about all those signs in minnesota that have kilometers *and* miles on them! i always knew it was really part of canada!
Re: It's too late
Date: 2002-12-03 09:18 pm (UTC)And I quote *ahem*:
"They've got trees and mooses and sled dogs
Lots of lumber and lumberjacks and logs!"
"I want to be where yaks can run free
Where the Royal Mounties can arrest me"
--"Oh Canada"
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