Shaun Lewis: the Man, the Myth, the Legend

Today is Friday. The end of the week. What the French, Quebec and Lousiana call “vendredi”.

Usually I have a “class” (discussion group) at 9 in the morning on Fridays. Today was different, however, I skipped my class. The weird thing was that as soon as I turned off my alarm, I had a dream about my professor yelling at me for not coming to class. She ended up killing 3 other students as a lesson to me. It reminded me of our judicial system…

I haven’t had much of a chance to read my book lately. That sort of made me sad, but then I just thought about this window I broke with a slingshot one time and that made me feel better because, man, I messed that window up pretty bad.

My imaginary life is doing pretty well, today. I passed my Pirating 101 midterm even though I forgot my parrot. That was a pretty rough one too. I had to tie down the mast and search fer me lost booty, among other tasks.

It’s really weird because the piano in the lobby wasn’t working just a few days ago, but I walked in last night to find my RA, the next Liberace in the non-homosexual sense, playing away. Apparently the piano wasn’t broken, I was just trying to play with the cover down. You’d think they could invent a piano that doesn’t need a cover. Come on Science, how about it?

“I would be proud to lead you wonderful guys into battle. Anytime, anywhere. That’s all.”
-General George S. Patton, Jr.