Tuesday, November 09, 2004
The ancient sports professor showed an entertainingly brutal video about the development of Roman gladiatorial events. Between British doctorate holders discussing various aspects of the games flashed scenes of fire, animal slaughter, and blood being rinsed down drains. The film was spectacular as compared to others I've watched; nothing was marginalized. Gore makes me happy.
Nancy Cartwright visits Texas Tech University Thursday night. She's the biggest thing to journey here since Metallica came last summer. I absorbed enough of The Simpsons over the years to warrant attending, though I largely ignored the past three or four seasons.
All week I must spend completing the projects on which I procrasticated: five art appreciation journal assignments, the final module for the computer class, and exercises in logic. Then I must study for the ancient sports exam held Thursday.
It's still too many thrills a minute in Lauree Land.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 1:14 PM]