Academically, however, I feel like an underdeveloped paramecium in the presence of such Ascended lifeforms as Doctor Daniel Jackson, oh he of Stargate fame.
But I must admit that it hasn't rained in almost forty-eight hours, and it was warm enough for me to wear shorts today and not freeze, so things are looking up.
I have to admit that it's a little weird spending the Fourth of July at a school that probably popped out many of the politicians that, several centuries ago, wanted to blast us from the face of the Earth. I'm dealing with this cognitive dissonance by listening to Bruce Springsteen sing "John Henry." Through speakers. With the window open. So all the people floating by on the River Cam can enjoy a bit of Americana.
Hold on a minute. I left my scatter gun in the bathroom.
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