October 14, 2003
SAGA Update: It Still Sucks
Quotes from this evening's chapel:
Gallagher on New Age: "My spoon is too non-existent . . ."
Scholl and I on reincarnation and soul-mates: "If my soul-mate comes back as a man . . . He can go find himself a cow."
More evidence that SAGA sucks . . . a lot. So, Wilson and I are hanging around here and there this afternoon. I visited Dr. Olson to run my idea for the conference paper.
Break: My topic will be an examination of Tolkien's writings from Leaf by Niggle and The Silmarillion that concern the afterlife. I will compare and contrast these writings with material from The Divine Comedy, most notably The Purgatorio.
Anyway, back to my afternoon . . . so Wilson and I spend an hour or so hanging out with Dr. Watson while he grades journals (mine were among them, I hope).
Direct Quote from Dr. Watson, as we discuss THE chapel, with a pointed look at me: "Of course, you don't have to worry about some people causing outbursts in class."
I'm sure he wasn't referring to the one or two times I have (rather noticeably) fallen asleep in there . . . After talking with Watson we headed down to the library so I could snag some of Dante's stuff. I was lucky enough to get the translation by Dorothy Sayers, which makes some neat little connections. Incidentally, it was dedicated to Charles Williams.
After this we went to the computer labs so I could continue work on my speech while Wilson did random stuff. When we finally headed to supper we discovered that a bunch of stupid SAGA monkeys had decided to move dinner out to the soccer field so we could all enjoy the game. After much wandering we headed over to Bodacious BBQ across the street. We got our order just as the rest of the crew (who had left without us, the bums) was leaving. So we followed them back over. Wilson, of course, left immediately for class . . . as he simply must be there 10 minutes early, and actually acquiring supper had turned into a fairly lengthy process.
After I finished eating, we talked until chapel time. And then we went to chapel. And then we came back here. But this is getting tedious, and I'm feeling a bit crappy, so I'll end the entry here. Ugh. I'm going to finish fine-tuning my speech, and then I'm going to bed . . . with maybe an episode of Star Trek tossed in for good measure. Good night, y'all.