It's come to that time of the semester known by many as "crunch time". I suspect that the name stems from the fact that I will indeed be crunching the snow underboot as it gets cold and the ground threateans to turn white and fluffy.
It is also likely that I will be crunching other things as well. Just this past week I crunched a programming homework assignment, which had made a valiant attempt to crunch yours truly, but instead swiftly became the crunchee.
I will also be crunching some numbers as I attempt a MOST REDICULOUS WORK OF GUERILLA DECORATION. Specifically I'll be attempting to string Christmas lights all up and down a certain hundred-foot-tall metal pole that a great many look upon with such disdain. (My personal opinion is that CMU President Cohen originally put it up for Festivus, and not one has bested him in the ring since. The year-round Airing of Grievances supports this theory.)
Alas, time runs short.. and as I write this the time for Economics class draws near. I can do many things, but time-travel is not one of them (yet).
Until next time, adoring fans:
Clyde Shaffer signing out.
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