Okay, I finished my essay. The Freudian uncanniness needs to stop. But no, now Hugh emails me with the fb profile of a girl in SY'11 who does indeed look uncannily like me. I guess the effects will take a while to wear off.

An hour of ring time at Harkness and white shrimp pie at Pepe's. Life is gooooooood.

blastoff!

If only, only, only I could see the Coliseum come down on 20 January in the Have. It was one of the best, if most infuriating, structures ever for us to navigate, a sign of its poorly executed Modernist/Brutalist design and yet also of what made it an intriguing challenge. The hidden tunnel system was fascinating as well. If I get around to it, I'll post a few photos. Here's one from my site: