Unexpected

Of all the things I hoped and expected find in my e-mail inbox this morning (including cancellations to two of my classes! Yes!) I didn't expect a notification that Steven had left a comment on my blog. I mean, maybe I should expect the unexpected by now, given that it happens so often and is sometimes so much fun, but this was one thing that.... well, hadn't even crossed my mind.

Yes, I know that's the definition of unexpected, but heck, allow me some leeway to ignore language rules. As an excuse, I again offer up my nonconformity, or at least my surprise. = )

I have to say that now I'm really really curious how he found my blog, since he specifically said "don't ask". That comment has always had the effect of exciting curiosity. Some day I'm going to do tests on that phenomenon and see if it's a humanity-wide reaction.

Regardless of the fact that I can never remember whether you're supposed to congratulate the bride or the groom, I say to Steven (just in case he ever reads my blog again): Congratulations! I heard you're getting married! No matter how freaky it is to see my contemporaries getting married, I can't say I'm too surprised. = ) (yes, allow me my retrospective smug moment. *pause* There. It's over.)

Which, in a really roundabout way, brings me to my next topic (OK, so it doesn't at all. Whatever.) Apparently the girls in Grantham did this mosaic out of sticky notes (which I really need to go see) on the walkway windows of all four floors, and we were talking about it at dinner. All of a sudden it struck me: the most brilliant idea for a senior project ever (or at least a senior prank). One huge piece of performance art. Heck, why not? I bet I could! I love hearing about all these crazy modern artists who have done bizarre art. I have four years (well.... three and a half) to come up with the plans and find enough crazy people to do it. I'm so excited!!! And one (or all) of the film majors can document it! I'm thinking at least a hundred people, (as a preliminary plan) wearing red tops and purple pants and carrying dead rats, marching around campus chanting.... something. Chanting something. Haven't come up with that yet. Actually I haven't even come up with a concrete plan of any kind yet. We could even publicize it! Have the entire campus come and watch! Or better yet, invite everyone to join in! Dang!

That would be the single most awesome senior prank ever!!

Ok, maybe not ever. But it appeals to my art majorness in a big way. And ideally I'd like to document it with film and photographs, and put them in my senior exhibit. Or write a book about it. Wouldn't' that be great? I can see it now. One of those coffee-table-type books, with gorgeous photos and text all about the people involved etc. Dang that would be cool.

Or.... I could totally see a bunch of seniors milling around in the trees near Climenhaga, and at a signal, they'd all start climbing trees, waving scarves of different colors. We'd probably get fined, possibly even expelled, but that would definitely be awesome.

Dang! I'm so excited!!!