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	Welcome To My Home... February 4, 2003 Round Two Since the first day of classes is so much fun, I decided to do it again! This time, I found myself in beginning drawing and intro to logic. I'm still not sure what I think of my art teacher. His primary objective for today's discussion seemed to be to scare people out of the class. I can't determine if that's just in his character of if it has something to do with the high demand of an art class. Basically, all I can tell you right now is that he didn't introduce himself, and he has a very odd sense of humor. The one thing that I can conclusively relate to you is that the art classroom has some of the most horribly uncomfortable chairs imaginable. Anyone who took science at Mt. Carmel with those lovely metal stools might have some idea. I'm not saying those stools were entirely bad. It was fun to spin around and stuff, and lower it down so that your head just barely poked over the lab table. They had their perks. But as for actual sitting purposes, I'd likely choose a rock over one of those. The chairs in our art room, conversely, have no redeeming qualities. The seat area is about a quarter size smaller than those at Mt. Carmel, so one's buttocks can never be entirely supported. That factor, I assume, is what makes these chairs so infinitely more uncomfortable than their Mt. Carmel-ian counterparts. But I wish that was the only thing to complain about. Since they are not height adjustable (and thus cannot be lowered to a reasonable position), the table top reaches to about the level of my knees. In order to actually write or, (perhaps) draw on the table, one must hunch completely over until in a posture resembling that of Igor. It's a wonderful way to spend the first three hours of my day. Time to get on to logic, I suppose. My logic teacher is very good. She's extremely animated, very enthusiastic, and seems friendly. It's looking like it'll be a good class. And those chairs are nice. Comments February 4, 2003 The Moment You've All Been Waiting For I've posted a picture of an armored pigeon in the sketchbook. Try to contain yourselves. February 4, 2003 Lasagna takes two hours to make That would've been nice to know two hours ago. February 4, 2003 You know... You know, I don't think I've ever heard you use the term "buttocks" to refer to one's posterior... but then again, I can't seem to recall any point in history where it was necessary in our conversation. Oh well. Perhaps you should go work on that posterior in the gym so you can actually fit on those toothpicks they call stools in your art room. Or you could bring a collapsable version of your own! Now an armored pigeon...that is sooo cool! Might as well be an african swallow. You know... to maintain air speed velocity with all that armor... -Victor February 5, 2003 Lecture in Political Science I can't understand half of what the guy says. Not only that, but he can't seem to finish a complete sentence without stuttering and stammering, pausing at odd times, and occasionally mumbling incoherent jibberish to himself - which is odd, since he just seems to be reading the lecture directly from whatever notes he's got up there. All as slowly as possible, of course. What should have been covered in about ten minutes took him the entire hour. How this man got into a position of public speaking is completely beyond me. I'd drop him now if there was another class open. February 5, 2003 Another Moment It's the moment you all have been waiting for ever since that last moment you were all waiting for. So, without further ado, I give you my armored bird... again. Except, this time, his wing's not on backwards. February 5, 2003 What happened...? What happened to the old pigeon? Not that I really care because this new one sports chain-mail (which just blows my mind)... But how in the world did you manage to draw the wing armor backwards? -Victor February 5, 2003 Another Moment: Explained Since you asked, you can see the old, embarrassing bird over here. Notice how this bird might have a bit of trouble flying (armor aside), since when he spreads his wings, his feathers would point forward. I knew something seemed wrong while I was drawing it, but since it started out as just a doodle, I never cared to look up any reference. The next day, when I actually saw a bird, it was obvious. To redraw the wing, I did just that. The entire back half of the bird was completely erased and redone. If I hadn't already posted it in an art forum when I realized my mistake, you probably wouldn't have been treated to this little correction.		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