This just in.  My hat has been found! I don't know by what miracle it was able to return to me but I recently recieved an email from Adam saying he has my hat!

Tally one for fate.  I'll have that hat so long as it stays spun and its showing no sign of weakness.
;-)

NYC Robotics - Good trip ( Read more... )

Right, so i haven't updated in a while as some people have been kind enough to make me aware.  So i update now ( Read more... )

I fell down the stairs this morning... that just about says it all.
-Ben

Punctuated silence as the dead awake
The moon falls as the cold sets in
Deep into tired bones and half-closed eyes
Awoken by a charge thrust
upon them against their will.
A responsibility not their own,
yet inevitably theirs in the end.

...Goddamnit Dog.

(note: never let your sister get a dog, you will end up with it sleeping in your room, not ( Read more... )

Still half of vacation to go (or its half over if you're a pessimist) but already things have been crazy.  Saturday was robotics 8-1 and I built a closet.  Yes, a closet.  Our coats had been taking up an enourmous amount of space on the tables so I said hey, lets hang them somewhere, and thus the closet was concieved and born in under1 hour.  I am ( Read more... )

  Due to the comments recently posted in reply to my little limmeric I've had to close this journal to all anonymous replies.  It really sucks that there are people in this world that are so miserable themselves that they feel they must bring some of their misery to others.  While it saddens me to have to do this, what makes me feel worse is just ( Read more... )

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Here is the tragic story of Ben.
a child who grew up and then
took too many APs
Went broke from test fees
And ended in an asylem

-gotta love limmerics

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

- Yeats