The World Famous, Me.
1July 21, 2011 by sandwichcontrol
Well, maybe that’s a bit of an exaggeration. But, locally famous doesn’t have the same ring to it. So, here’s what happened…
Last night I was minding my own business, thinking about making pigs-in-a-blanket, when my phone buzzes. It’s Operation K calling to chat about how Operation B is doing. We exchange pleasantries for a while and then out of no where he says, “Did you know that you’re on the front page of the University’s website?”
“I’m what? No way.”
“Seriously. And you look pretty rough, dude.”
So I bustle on over to the lappie and head to the school’s web page. You see they have random images of school event and activities as sort of a splash on the page. The image is different every time so I just sat there and hit refresh until I magically appeared. And voila!
Man, I do look kinda rough. Why couldn’t they have used the photos that Dr. Hank took when I looked all Metal? I look like a drunk janitor who just crawled out of my cardboard bed. Well, I’m still more famous than you are. And that’s all that matters.
Not really, actually. What does matter is that I forgot a very important birthday. As some of you may know, yesterday was Gregor Mendel’s birthday. You know, the father of modern genetics. The monk who study dominant and recessive coloration patterns in peas. Anyways, Happy Belated Birthday Gregor!
Yesterday was not a whole different than the day before it as far as work goes. I did manage to get through quite a few SModcasts, though. I finally decided to break down and buy my own “Forgeticus” t-shirt, since people have not come out of the wood work to give me one, and the merchandise section of their website is down right now. (Unforgivable) Curses!
Today could possibly be a hat trick day for me. This morning I’m going to the studio to trim some pots I made yesterday. Then I immediately head over to the Letterpress shop for some work tidying up. Then back to the studio for leftover trimming and whatnot. And for the big finale, I think I have tutoring tonight. Sleep like a rock much? You bet. That said, I’m outta here. More soon. ~SC
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