Okay, So Theater's Okay After All

If I was able to take just 4 classes instead of 5, theater is probably the one I would have dropped. But it's turning out better than I expected. Friday we had to give presentations at our professor's house (this was especially rankling considering we have no classes on Fridays, and since it was going from 3 pm to who knew when, I couldn't travel this weekend). But those turned out reeally easy. And our professor is the man. He made us such a huge, multiple course meal, with stuff like salmon, bread, and flammkuchen, which is similar to pizza but with a white sauce, and absolutely delicious.

Also, we went through about 6 bottles of wine. I'm one of 2 guys in the class, I think there are 10 people overall, and my professor definitely loves me--don't get me wrong, he's so nice and likes everybody, but I think it's safe to say I'm his favorite, especially after he saw how I could eat and drink. At dinner, I was the garbage disposal, and also the wine disposal, but the other guy wasn't eating or drinking very much, so I could tell the professor was disappointed with him, in typical German fashion. Of course, we had this incredibly long meal in between some presentations, and I went last, so I was definitely not sober for it, and neither was my professor. That always helps, in my experience (which is limited to this one time, granted...). Anyway, it turned out to be such an awesome time, and I definitely want to hang out with the professor again sometime.

Workin in reverse chronological order, I smoked my pipe Thursday. I went to the Dubliner with people for karaoke, as usual, and we smoked the pipe a few times. I don't think I'll do that again. It was fun, but not really worth it. That stuff is crazy, and it really burns the tongue. Pipes are one of those "cool in theory" things.

Couple of birthday shoutouts: Tante Vicky, tomorrow, the 24th, and Carley, the 26th. I didn't forget you either, Julie, but you're not for another week. Happy birfdays. The end.