http://www.mit.edu/people/ara/howto.html

HOW TO START YOUR OWN FOAM PARTY.  From MIT.  Nuff said, but you really cant say nuff about this.  Foam, later, being naked, wow.  Why havent I been invited to one of these?  Maybe we can throw one in Sayles next year...

Be sure to follow the last and final step: "Above all, don't kill anyone!" Useful shit...

// Now playing: Simon & Garfunkel - El Condor Pasa (If I Could) //

This is a test to seee if it publishes my currently playing song.

I just wanted to post about last night, which was such an incredibly nice night. Adrienne came over, and our plan was to go to waterfire, but we weren't sure how to accomplish that. It turned out to be the best date I have ever had...though it was with a girl so it didnt really end in sex, but still...
I wanted to make the turkey burgers that have been in my freezer, so she came over and we cooked dinner. She made these great mushrooms stuffed with cheese, and I made a turkey burger with portabello mushroom buns, ketchup, and mustard. I have to say it is certainly one of the best burgers I have ever had. The mushrooms make it soo mouthwatering. Halfway through cooking I realized that this was going to be a special dinner, so I proposed that we have some wine. She drove to the liquor store while the burger was cooking.
We sat down to the meal only to realize that we had no bottle opener or napkins...a disasterous combination! I found a bottle opener from my upstairs neighbors, and brought in a box of tissues from my room. ROMANTIC!! We poured wine into these big coffee mugs, and each had two "glasses." And with four of these "glasses," we finished the entire bottle. Oops..:-D
We toasted and ate our meal, and talked about life, boys, ourselves, and each other. The greatest dates are those that encourage conversation. As Adrienne said, "whoever thought that dinner and a movie was a good idea was out of their mind." That is why cooking is so nice; we had the opportunity to talk to each other while being invloved in a sweet activity.
After dinner I showed her my photos from Costa Rica and last summer in Europe, trying to get her into doing Costa Rica for this winter break. Successful? I hope so.
We walked down to waterfire (no, stumbled...) and strolled along the river. It was my first waterfire and it was so lovely, with the music and fire and couples walking around. We looked like a couple, so we resigned ourselves to the fact that nobody was going to hit on us. Still, we were free to check out the boys..
After some sugary coffee we headed up to check out what my friend Ian was up to, but he was not going to be at his house for another 20 minutes. He was having a cake and champagne party, which sounded at the very least interesting. So, we decided to lay on the main green.
We lay down for about 15 minutes, and then heard about an organ concert in Sayles, so we walked into Sayles and sat down to listen. It was weird being in Sayles surrounded by high schoolers, and the organ player was SO bad compared to the one who plays during the year.
We went outside after one song and started talking to some high schoolers. Turns out they were all from Los Angeles, and we started playing "do you know?" It was, of course, mostly near-misses since they are THREE years younger than I am. This cute short asian girl was like, HOW DO YOU GET IN TO BROWN?! and she kept asking what our SAT scores were. Neither of us would tell her, in my case because 10 minutes ago I had said to Adrienne that "one thing I love about Brown is that I dont know *anybody's* test score, and I want to keep it that way." They were asking about what to write in their essays.
One kid: "I have a famous relative, should I write about that?"
Adrienne: "did it have an effect of you?"
kid: "well, no."
Adrienne: "then no."
Then he was like, maybe I should write about how my parents are atheists but I became a quaker. Duh, maybe!
We took them to Ian's party. I was like, do you guys want to go to a party? And the cute little girl was like, YES! She looked parched from party-starvation. Silly Los Angelinos... We walked all the way past Governor, and they were pretty sketched out from the neighborhood, but we tried to reassure them. The party was a bust and they had to go.
We went with Ian to another party with Ade's friend Kevin, and chilled there and sang Nirvana and "Faith" and tons of fun songs. Then we went back to my place and Adrienne drove home.

It lasted 7 hours, and it was by far the best date I have been on. I say date jokingly, but it was so like a date, and it was definately the most fun, most random and crazy date I have been on in a long time. She's a crazy girl, that Adrienne!

All right, I have been resisting this for ages, though I suppose I knew that someday I, too, would be a blogger.  I knew about blogs a few years ago as word spread about this "great new way of posting data to the web."  They were an inevitable by-product of live websites with updated data, etc.  But who knew they would become so popular?
Then, I heard about friends using them.  First it was Livejournal.  They had a sort of a cult going, and when my friend Drew would tell me how he used it as a journal, I thought it was very strange.  Why would you want to write about people who would be reading what you wrote?  Or if you didn't write about people, then what was the point in writing a diary anyways?  One girl told me that she and her friends didn't use AIM, they wrote in their livejournals and read each others'.  Isn't that sort of sad?  A bunch of people chatting away about themselves, and the only way you are interacting is through reading these self-posts.
And there is something very narcissistic about writing on and on about yourself and your musings.  There is really no analogy to anything before blogging aside from personal journals and editorial columns where people are paid to write about whatever.
But maybe those are total extreme examples.  After all, blogs can be used to write about yourself and how you are feeling, but they don't replace any other aspect of life, just add to it.  They are a sort of a journal that you share, and maybe that's okay.
That is the purpose of this small blog experiment.  What will the blog become to me?  Is it a tool to aid communication, a place to rant, a newsgroup or something to incite discussion, or just a dead end?  Please put trackbacks and comments, that is I think the coolest thing in the development of blogs, that we can talk to one another but actually say something long-winded.  Let's see where this experiment goes.