[Caelum's Scrapbook] Use Your Words.

by **Caelum** on January 18th, 2012, 4:46 pm

My boss is preparing for battle. This he just parked in front of my office:

by **Caelum** on January 18th, 2012, 4:50 pm

Bwaha. My equally as southern friend in remark: “Halftime is officially over.”

by **Trident** on January 18th, 2012, 4:54 pm

...I really don't want to know where you work.

by **Caelum** on January 18th, 2012, 5:08 pm

Dani:

For some reason my response to this is Cade Fleming Booth's "Nobody can tell you're talking shit about them if you do it through a smile!" A smile an a mortar cannon. God, I wish I'd been born Southern.

This is making my morning.

by **Caelum** on January 18th, 2012, 5:14 pm

It just keeps getting better. My other friend:

That actually looks like the Napoleon & Limber box. It was a long term loan. The guy who owned it died and his estate wanted to put it up for sale.

I have friends who know their historic firearms really, really well. God, I love this town.

by **Caelum** on January 19th, 2012, 12:22 am

Attention Kelvics

Look! A sledding crow.

by **Gossamer** on January 19th, 2012, 2:37 am

It is a direct representation of how cool someone is in the Wildlife Field depending on what you write your senior thesis on. I picked and enjoyed the hell out of writing my senior thesis on Corvid Play behavior. I even took video of a Raven, the biggest one in a murder of them, being flipped on his back head downhill and the other ravens climbing on him and sledding him downhill.

Yea.

It was awesome working with such a cool topic.

by **Caelum** on January 20th, 2012, 1:30 pm

It is absolutely impossible to throw a small party. My guest list has expanded by fifteen people due to the assumptions of other guests. This is what happens when you live in a small town. Oh, well, out with the low country boil. Too damned expensive for this many people. In with the barbecue and chili!

/endrant

by **Caelum** on January 20th, 2012, 2:50 pm

This morning won’t stop. I have already received a ransom note referencing rats.

You will get paid when the rats are gone. I will return your crowbar then too.

This clearly indicates I need to document my entire day. The most amusing part is I don't own a crowbar.

Brace yourself.

by **Caelum** on January 20th, 2012, 3:48 pm

In the interest of documenting my day to create a body of evidence should the rats not leave and my captor never return me, I bring you my friend and her cake.

Kate + Cake! :

Yes, her name is Kate too. No, that is not me. Yes, she likes purple. So do I, but I like blue more.

Are y’all sufficiently bored yet?

I would like to ramble (or as Jen says, be bossy) more on writing, but I’ve beaten plot to death at this juncture. Is there anything in particular people might want me to ramble on? I realize this is probably a ridiculous question as, really, why would anyone want me to keep talking out of my ass?

- katie.