Guide to Harvard Houses

Eliot: Dunster with an Attitude
Winthrop: Dunster without the Maturity
Kirkland: Winthrop without the Brains
Leverett: Cinderblocks in Dunster’s Skyline
Mather: The Box that Dunster Came In
Adams: Dunster with Angst
Lowell: Dunster with no Character
Cabot: Dunster with no Social Life
North: Second Best Dining Hall on Campus
Dudley: Dunster without the House
Quincy: The House with No Redeeming Value
Currier: Quincy in the Quad

Dunster: Cultural, Intellectual, and Extracurricular Center of Harvard University

And now, at long last, I can throw the shirt away.

Clearly, you’d pretty much need to know about the FSM and his noodly appendages already to understand the bumper sticker at all.

At one point a few years ago on the way out to the summer home for the weekend, I perceived someone honking and waving at us in that car as they passed us. I didn’t notice anything wrong, and I didn’t recognize them, so the only (sketchy) reason I concluded was that they were signaling their appreciation of our appreciation of FSM and pirates.

I have otherwise never observed anyone else ask about, show awareness of, or even exhibit any interest in the bumper sticker.

Until today.

I found a note tucked under my windshield wipers, and at first I was concerned that someone had hit my car and left a note with their contact and insurance info. Instead, I got this:

The text reads:

I see you also have been touched by His Noodley Appendages… Praise FSM! – A fellow Buckaneer argh matey!

(Plus I needed a quick post since I’ve been lagging this weekend. Is that cheating?)

Perhaps if we get to the kids early enough we can get some LotR fascination going. It would have to be the books and not the movies, of course, cause I don’t want my car plastered with pictures of Orlando Bloom if I can help it.

Here’s what the sky looked like in the orchard across the street, next to their storage barn:

http://www.gocomics.com/culdesac/2009/10/11/

I’ll start working on t-shirts and other Siena and Thalia paraphernalia stat.

I also came across a little stats card from one of my years in little league back in 1985. It says:

Yankees [ed. booo, I can't believe I played for a team called Yankees]
2nd Place [hopefully behind the Red Sox!]
1985

At Bat       43
Hits         18
Singles       9
Doubles       4
Triples       4
Home Runs     1
Walks        10
Strike Outs   9
Outs         13
Stolen Bases 12 [apparently I was quick]

AVERAGE     419

Not bad, eh? Of course, within a few years I was warming the pine and my coach had switched me from hitting right-handed to left-handed because I actually had better mechanics that way, even though I’m right handed. Yep, baseball was just not in my blood.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/scienceandtechnology/science/sciencenews/5612036/Want-to-get-something-done–talk-to-people-in-their-right-ear.html

In any event, it’s fun to ask her really quietly to do things so Mama doesn’t know what she’s going to do. Last night this resulted in a game a telephone, in which I told Siena to, “Go tell Mama good night and you love her,” and in which Siena subsequently walked up to Mama and whispered in her ear, “Night night night night night.” It took several attempts to get it right. And I had to tell Siena outside of Mama’s line of sight, since she (Mama) can probably read lips. That’s one of those hoodoo things they teach you in the Linguistics department.

Which book has the following lines?

By the light of the moon,
By the light of a star,
They walked all night
From near to far.

Bonus points, which (other) book has this text:

Game called on account of pie.

Link here: http://mersenne.org/prime.htm

Oh, and here’s a picture of Siena after shucking some corn: