Dave Kellam

I can safely say that two consecutive days of writing my paper to the sounds of Underworld, will cause my brain to forever associate the Six-Day War with thudding techno beats.

First exam down, a few more things to go. I’m headin’ home in about 5 minutes to spend a day or two with the family. No posting tonight, thanks to the birthday party that john is having and his monopoly of the basement. In the meantime, check out Seal Club, a new collaborative effort by me, freeman and tavis. Read this interview with DeForest Kelley.

Taking the passion a little a bit too far:

Melissa Salzmann, who took her 4-year-old son J.T., said the program was inappropriate for young children. “He was crying and asking me why the bunny was being whipped,” Salzmann said.

It’s kind of funny to tell you the truth. I want to see vidcap footage.

To the assortment of copy editors that read my site:

You are a GRAMMAR GOD!
If your mission in life is not already to
preserve the English tongue, it should be.
Congratulations and thank you!

And to anyone else who wants to fight my mad writing skills; How grammatically sound are you?

Got up early this morning to finish off the poetry portion of a take-home Math & Poetry exam that was due at noon. It involved creating found poetry; I made a found Haiku from sentences on the back of a Sun Chips bag.

The post mail proceeded to inform me that Queen’s has accepted my application to teacher’s college for next year. I’m going to take it, which means that I’ll most likely be certified to teach high school around this time next year. Ooo, scary. That was a nice high point for the day.

I spent the afternoon wrestling with the camp computers and failing miserably. The router wasn’t behaving nicely and one of the computers has a messed up windows installation that fails to reinstall, making the data on it a pain to recover. Then a bunch of girls who are moving into the house next year showed up with their mothers to look at the shithole that I live in. I didn’t know about it and was the only one around. It was a waste of my precious internet browsing time.

Alanah’s been sick the last couple of days; her parents were going to come up and take her to the hospital. I went out around 10 to get some food and stuff, she stopped by in the half hour I was gone. Left a message saying there was a five hour wait at the hospital, so she was going home for a couple of days. Boo.

Now I’m watching The Butterfly Effect by myself. I had the urge to post.