After having given Kacy a significantly hard time about waking up early enough to come with me to take in some free music at the reopening of Severance Hall, I woke up too late for us to catch the good stuff. Bonehead move. Looking for a way to compensate for my low-class blunder, we went to lunch at That Place on Bellflower. I'd only been there once before, for dinner with my sister shortly after I started at OhioOnline, and it had been pricey but very, very good. This time it was not That expensive or That great. But the food was sufficiently edible to be lunched upon, and I failed to avoid having an enjoyable conversation with Kacy. It's hard to avoid, as she is generally full of interestingness. I made an additional (relatively minor) bonehead move with my fork that propelled a portion of my food onto the table. Amazing things always happen when I am embroiled in a situation that demands fine motor control.

Moving some more: the books are in the bookshelf, the desks are where I want them, and the booting of my Web server triggered the room's circuit breaker. Drat! Got to have the three main computers going. With the help of a borrowed extension cord from “Stubs” (also called “Tall”), I ran them to a different outlet, and things seem to work well enough.

Say what you will about fraternity guys, but we Phi Kaps are scientists. To an excitable small crowd, Dutton dropped an old parking meter from the fire escape to see what would happen; the outer section broke off, but the cash-holding section remained intact. He dropped it again; this time some deformity was induced. Tony exploited the deformity to crack it open, and Dutton reaped the financial rewards of intellectual curiosity: a little over seven dollars, all in change. The cops should be here any minute.

Gabe and I might go to Wisconsin for the upcoming all-weekend no-sleep trivia contest he and his friends like to call “Hallucinathon”. This is a fine example of the sort of life-changing event that I would have to skip if I had a regular job.