More Pictures - at last a new update!!

Hello. Still alive here. Been really busy. I offer these pictures as proof. They show you a glimpse of the insanity that was "Oh, What a Lovely War." Here are some more pictures of stuff I did in class, first from our clown workshop, then from our rockstar imitations in which I performed as Axl Rose from Guns 'N Roses. Enjoy. (I promise most of what I do in grad school doesn't seem quite as trivial as these assignments. They were just the most photogenic).

Comments

limeade said…

I vote for more updates. The peasants demand to know more...

12/15/2007 9:24 PM

Anonymous said…

Dang, boy... you been hitting the gym lately? Nice arms. ;)
~Leigh

2/16/2008 10:00 AM

The Only Thing We Have to Fear...

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Telephonophobia

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I’ve been dealing a lot with memories of my past here on my blog within the last couple of weeks. I guess I feel like this electronic medium is my opportunity to introduce myself to the world. And I’m pleased to say that all three of you who read it have made feel as if the world is happy to know me. So to continue in the same vein, I’m going to discuss one of the many memorable aspects of my childhood. Let it be said first of all that I am, despite all appearances, quite a nerd and I love video games. Just so you know what you are dealing with. You see, this fascination with electronic entertainment began when I was quite young. I blame my father, because, to the best of my memory, the first game I ever played was a pseudo-text based, crappy ASCII-graphics DOS game called CASTLE, which my father introduced to me in the computer lab at the university he was attending. At some point we actually owned an Atari, that ancient precursor of the modern home video game console, but it v...

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