I was late to my Psychology class this morning, and ended up seated next to the worst Fred Durst impression, that I have ever seen. Kids, he was even wearing the red ball cap backwards. We were discussing nurture vs. nature, and whether two 17 year boys were wrongfully or rightfully convicted of the death penalty for murdering an elderly couple. "Limp Bizkit" kept whispering that they just needed to burn the bodies, or sink 'em with bricks. I told him that he probably should have told them that. He said, "Yeah, probably." If this one doesn't have a record yet, he will soon. RAWK ON! You really meet the craziest people in a Psych class.
My American History class had me seated next to a one woman baptist choir. We are discussing the Civil War, and she was "testifying" with every sentence our professor was speaking. Like she was a first hand witness to the 1860's, lived to be over 150 years, and ended up at St Louis Community College @ Forest Park to account for, and verify it all for our classroom. She clearly knew them all on a first hand account basis; Lincoln, Dred Scott, and the drafters of the Wade-Davis bill. I can't stand that type of behavior, and will manage to elude a personality as such within five minutes of the party illustrating that style of cartoon crazy. But there was no escape. No one ever escapes Alcatraz... and no one ever will... unless you're Clint Eastwood.
mmmm hmmmm...
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