Perils of assimilation

If only life came with subtitles.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Listen Up!

Hey, all you people! The greatest cafe on the planet, Cafe Aeon, will be closing it's doors after tomorrow night!! If you're anywhere near McHenry, or anywhere in Wisconsin or Illinois for that matter, Hop on over for their closing party this friday night!
Join the party!

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

What we do for love

I'm going to go crucify myself now. This could end up badly.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

You know you're a procrastinator when...

You play Oregon Trail with your roommates for hours and are keeping a tally of how many times you've died. The person who dies the least gets a prize to be determined at a later date.

I got mauled by a Mountain Lion, apparently.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Bon Iver Interview

SRI's very own Scott Morfitt interviews emerging artist Bon Iver!!
Scott Interviews Bon Iver
Listen to WSRI for more music related goodies.

Thursday, February 07, 2008

Call Mr. Lee

I live in a dilapidated, cheap-ass duplex about 11 blocks from campus. It was built sometime in the late 1800's, presumably by one of the lumber barons of Eau Claire. Using my vast experience of working at a living history museum (it was for a high school class, I worked there for less than a week), my room would have been the formal parlor, and Amber's room was once a kitchen, judging by the boards that cover up where the stove pipe would have been. The house is severely slanted, someone in rollerblades can stand in one side of the house and roll to the opposite side. The windows are rotting, there are cracks everywhere. But it does have a washer and dryer, and also incredibly cheap rent. But what makes this place so great to live in is the landlord, Lee.

Lee is an incredibly nice guy, and not at all what you expect from a landlord. Because CrazyRoomie found tenants for the other side of the house, Lee PAID her twenty bucks. He also gave us money to replace the food we lost when our fridge broke this fall. He is also a complete moron when it comes to fixing things. Lee's solution to everything is either hitting the problem area with a hammer, or caulk. He caulked the upstairs windows shut earlier this year, creating an illegal fire hazard. If there is a fire, we're better off going THROUGH the fire than trying to get out via the windows.

Our sink has been leaking at the base of the faucet for a few days now. Lee came over to fix it, but ended up making the problem worse. All he did was caulk the base of the faucet, which has already started to cause water to build up.
But don't worry, because he showed me where the emergency valve is. And in the caulking process, he broke our soap dispenser, for which he paid us.

I'm going to be screwed when I have to deal with a real landord. I'll start expecting to recieve money everytime something goes wrong.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Ash Wednesday

The only day Catholics walk around with targets on their heads.

Saturday, February 02, 2008

Liz eats Bambi

I regret to say that my first experience eating venison was a good one. I realize that most people from other states assume that we wisconsonites spend all our time hunting and don't even exit our houses in the winter, but that is completly false. Though I am lving in the Northwoods now, the people from my area do not hunt alot. That's not to say that they don't hunt, in fact, hunting is an acceptable excuse to get out of school. But living so close to Milwaukee and Chicago, there isn't much opportunity.

My family is very much against taking more from nature than is nessesary. Nature is not something for human use, it is a living entity. I was taught as a child to refer to all animals as people too (though I was punished for saying that in elementary school). But if there is meat already around, it is a sin to waste the gift of another's life. So, though it hurts me to say it: I ate Bambi.

He tasted good. Sorry, Mama N.