Things fall apart

September 25th, 2008

First off let me say this. Do not attempt to superglue your watch band back together, fail, and accidentally glue your fingers together twenty minutes before your first anatomy exam.

It seems like everything just started to disintegrate as soon as I moved in. First my camera, and you all heard about my first scooter’s wheel. Then my watchband. I think the resinous wristband was weakened by my experience on Shakes. For each shake I make, I go from scooping ice cream from the 255K freezer to the 355K water that is used to wash the ice cream off the metal shake cups. Eventually the resin just couldn’t take it anymore and cracked. I bought some Krazy glue to fix it and stopped wearing it at work, but that was only a temporary solution as cyanoacrylate doesn’t stand up well to tension or shear forces. More cracks developed. *sigh* I really liked that watch. I got it freshmen year and the chronometer function enabled me to pwn the 12-minute run (for a person of my body shape (short thoracic cavity and stumpy legs)).

Then my headphones failed, but that was sort of expected because they have been held together by superglue since last summer, but I had to re-superglue.

Then the dry-erase board I got at the dollar store failed. I tried to fix it with some duct tape but that failed too, because I apparently also bought the duct tape from the dollar store.

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Why scooter>bike

September 24th, 2008

There’s a policy here where you can’t secure a bike to anything except a designated bike rack or risk the lock being cut off and the bike confiscated by the administration. Unfortunately, there aren’t enough bike racks. So it is not an unusual sight to see a bike hoisted into a tree or buried in mud or disguised as “modern” art to deter theives. (Although it should be noted that some of the provided bike racks aren’t even bolted to the ground creating a criminal’s Costco by forcing theft in bulk.)

I walk right on past several easily stealable bikes on my way into classes, while folding up my 6-lbs scooter to its smallest 24 inch length so that I can set it under my chair when I sit down or clip it to my backpack while piling up on subpar rice.

I’ve seen other distinct Razor scooter riders. Two have the Razor A model, like me. The other appears to have a larger, less compact Xootr. (One was walking out of the Wiley dining court, one arm around his girlfriend, the other holding a dirty, beat-up A2 series Razor. See? Cool people do it too.) Mysteriously, I didn’t see any of them until after Labor Day (when I presume they went home for the weekend, dug their childhood scooters out of their garages and brought them back to campus).

So I’m a trendsetter here too.

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