Miles

If I hadn't left this History essay to the very last moment, it would probably be the most fascinating and informative project of the semester. Nothing like studying brutal massacres and intertribal relations to keep you on your toes.

GROVER'S HOUSE IN 9 DAYS!

Miles

This morning in history class we had a debate over whether it was a good idea to include a historian on a lifeboat in a Great Flood the Second situation. I was happy to be on the side that was against bringing a historian. Or sorry, not even a historian, a History Professor. So someone who not only has no real people skills or practical life skills, but has devoted his/her life to teaching twenty somethings how to look at things that happened ages ago. Surprisingly though (or maybe not seeing as the majority of people in the class are history majors) the vote was tied. I think the whole debate is unrealistic. The situation was supposed to be that the flood wiped out all civilization except for the students at the university. It is supposedly up to these kids to decide on one professor to take up the last spot. But don't you think realistically that the profs would be dictating who got the seats? And in trying to be diplomatic they would likely choose one person from each facutly, the majority of whom would be women so that we could repopulate faster. I think a person's genetic capability would be more of a factor than their knowledge and the potential they have to share it around.

I've been getting nose bleeds all afternoon. I think someone is trying to tell me something...

Miles

Pizza Party, So We Don't Have to Eat This Stuff

I forgot to write down the name of this artist.

You Watched Him Hadcuff Me, Lady

So last night we were walking through the backstreets of Esquimalt, with satisfied bellies from $5 Montreal style poutine and grateful smiles that it had stopped raining in time for our adventure. As we were turning the corner toward a better lit street I recognized the truck of our grade six teacher. And sure 'nough there he was sitting in the drivers seat, with his trade mark pirate facial hair and leer. Brett insisted that I stop staring at that strange man but stops in is tracks. "Wait is that..." Mr. Vollmers pulled away from the lights very slowly...

Yep. That's the extent of my Friday night. Besides sitting on the floor in the kitchen, as always, listening to these two kids from Bowser with identical voices talk about their misadventures with bears, boats,and big trucks. Faces becoming progressively flushed as they sipped their Kokanees. I stuck to Ephemere, don't worry.

Here is a picture of above mentioned grade six teacher, doing impressive wilderness type things, as always.

Doe Eyes, You're kidding Yourself

I'm having a weird day. It's only weird because all the deadlines I had to meet were in the morning and so I have wasted almost the entire day doing... pretty much nothing at all. We went for a thirty second walk about two hours ago. I told myself I was going to read this North African folktale for class tomorrow but have so far only been successful in listening to a certain Los Campesinos song about 4 times, in a row. Those songs are long, ok.

Just wait. Tonight I have to go to Bollywood and watch the Indian Cinema remake of that "Man on Fire" movie. My prof sent the lyrics to one of the major songs to us and it looks rediculous. I could care less about Amitabh Bachchan right now. Plus I just found out that the goodlookin' guy that I sit near is the non-fiction editor of This Side of West. Great great great I just knooooow I going to say something stupid. I seem to be on a roll today

Laura I hope you realize that I have no idea what those words mean and am just here for the laugh track and the pretty pictures. Please take the ones below into consideration, that Chez has so nicely provided us with.

Oh no I am wasting soo much tiimmme. This picture made me chuckle silently.

Or possibly like this?

bet miles looks like this (no disrespect).

The art is cool though.

This bothered me. So I found an anwser.

Turns out that we're both kind of right. The medication in syrups are given in a sugary format because sugar has been proven to coat the pharynx and upper respiratory tract, the effects of which last around two hours. Around this time, the drugs given in syrup begin to act, usually by increasing the output of respiratory tract fluid. That's why it isn't recommended that you take a full dose of cough syrup every couple of hours. One of the articles can be found here:
http://www.bmj.com/content/2/4480/735.full.pdf

And a 20-year old guy from Portland apparently isolated enough dextromethorphan from a couple of bottles of Robitussin to nearly kill himself. Cause, y'know, university kids are pretty smart, but in really stupid ways.