Pete's Log: drunken log entry
Entry #493, (Life in General)(posted when I was 22 years old.)
I sobered up enough to bike home. And thus concludes my day. But it's been an entertaining one. I think it started out with me showing up for numerical. Which wasn't fun. Then I talked to various people in the fitz cluster. Talked to Tom Smith about classes and such, talked to Anne Burns about something or other, and I'm sure I encountered some other people. Then at noonish plus a half hour I headed over to debartolo with some people to witness Larry Augustin give the first installation of the ND engineering distinguised lecture series. It was entertaining. Not much more, but that's good enough. Then I wandered aimlessly around fitz for a while, then met with Freeh to talk about some of that research stuff I hear about. Also helped him get his wireless pcmcia card recognized so he can get into the wireless crowd in the department. Then went to proform and picked up a helmet (since i don't trust indiana drivers), a portable air pump, and new grips for my handle bars, just because I can and because my current ones are beginning to deteriorate. Then I hung out at home for a brief while before heading to Rob's. The flag football team I played with for a game was having a celebration of their season. They ended up with a perfect losing season, so some kinda celebration was in order. I learned that I should never try to outdrink Paul Schermerhorn, since he arrived two hours later than I did and still managed to pass me after less than an hour. The trip to Rob's was amusing. I copied down the directions wrong, so I found the street he lived on, but didn't find his house, and was wandering around, and some guy was watching me out of his window, then he went onto his porch and watched me from there for a while. Finally he got onto a bike and rode up to me to ask me what I was doing. "ummm... looking for 19552," I said. He looked at me blankly. "I'm looking for Rob Minerick's house. And, um, Adrienne's" .... so finally he figured out who I was talking about, and apparently decided I wasn't some kinda crook (despite being dressed in all-black bike gear) and pointed me towards their house. I played a lot of darts. I won one game of 501, and lost quite a few other games of various sorts. One of the games I lost I was playing against three other people. All of them were named Rob. So there was a 3/4 chance that Rob would win. It wasn't fair. Office Space was on tv in the background. That movie is amusing. I had a couple hamburgers at some point. Then I played ping pong against Rob 2. (Rob Minerick is Rob 1. Rob 0 is a Rob whose last name I don't remember. Rob 2 is a british post-doc. I think there may be a Rob3). I lost 21-3 in this game of ping-pong. It was sad. But fun anyway. So after convincing people I was ok to bike home I did so. And that's the story thus far. And thus I take my leave.