Dave Kellam

My official position at the paper next year is Staff Writer, no more webmonkey for me. I’ve been told the eds are working on defining the positions better this year, so the staff writer’s actually have things to do, rather than just having a nifty title. Booga booga, I’ll probably still be involved with the website.

If I somehow become involved in politics remind me to make a push for the full pint. It’s reassuring to know that Great Britain has their priorities straight.

I posted a few more of the things I’ve written this year online.

I took the plastic off my window a couple days ago. I remember thinking — hey, it’s pretty nice outside, I should really let some fresh air in. I also remember checking out the weather network for the local report before bed and thinking — whee, decent weather… no more snow. I woke up to the sound of cars whizzing by outside on wet pavement and thought — oh well, rain is fine at least it’s not snowing. Of course it turned out that there was snow on the ground; that ugly wet slushy variety that turns the world into a huge cold and messy puddle. No fun, no fun at all.

So, other than class, I’ve stayed inside all day. It’s been one of those days when you feel that you’ve been productive and have accomplished a lot, but realize at some point that all you’ve actually been doing is procrastinating. It’s fine, provided every day isn’t like that.

Look, it’s more bizarre home-made science — a guide to help you build a stable plasmoid at home.