While sitting in BCA 510 this morning diligently taking notes on slander and libel, there was all of a sudden a loud crash and glass started flying everywhere. As Jeff Smith leaped out of the way and the rest of the class jumped up in a panic, it took me a second to process what was actually happening: A deer had jumped through the window of Moore 111. It was bleeding badly and going absolutely crazy running around the classroom as all of us scrambled to stay out of it’s way. Jeff eventually managed to open the door, the deer ran wildly out and down the halls of Moore and eventually someone managed to let it out of the main doors. The State police are currently on campus looking for this crazy deer. Needless to say, class was dismissed after that.
While I’m sure it was pretty scary at the time, hearing this after the fact is hilarious!
It was totally awesome!! I think living vicariously through the success of friends is a highly under-rated way of boosting your self-esteem. Liz did an awesome job in a really cool movie and I’m glad I was able to enjoy it with her and a lot of other amazing people!
It’s about 4:15 in the morning and it sounds like little bombs have been going off in my neighborhood. A helicopter is circling and it looks like police are searching the neighborhood on foot. I have no idea what’s going on.
Now it’s 5:15 and after almost an hour of calm, a helicopter is just hovering a few blocks to the south.
What an auspicious way to begin the day, heh.
Maybe Marshall Law is taking affect in your neighborhood. If you could I would appreciate it if you cleaned up your neighborhood before I arrived next month. I would rather not get shot or mêléed.
no worries, Mike. I think the “bombs” we heard were actually just Flash-Bang grenades or something similar. After the first one woke me up, I was surprised at how quickly the helicopter was overhead. Click the link and it all makes sense.
It’s about 4:15 in the morning and it sounds like little bombs have been going off in my neighborhood. A helicopter is circling and it looks like police are searching the neighborhood on foot. I have no idea what’s going on.
Now it’s 5:15 and after almost an hour of calm, a helicopter is just hovering a few blocks to the south.
Someday, I’d like to hire this band to score a movie I’ll make. I’m thinking maybe some kind of gritty, near-future sci-fi thing, like Children of Men.
