Let's do this again sometime soon.

Wow, the semester is over. And I'm amazed I kept this blog up as long as I did (although I must admit, I faltered in the last month).

However, I'm very glad I kept it up, and frankly, I think I might continue it. Neighborhoods genuinely interest me, and looking back on my postings, I feel I was able to bring up items of interest that happened in and around my neighborhood. My only problem now is keeping my eyes open for unusual happenings. It's hard to maintain these posts when I get home late at night, and am not paying any attention to my surroundings.

One last thought: all the leaves in my front driveway that I failed to rake up are decomposing into a brown, soupy mush. This is why we rake our leaves.

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Website for Game Script

http://fileserver.art.utah.edu/~scharles

Decapitated

Yesterday was Halloween. I was walking back from Smith's, with a few bags of candy, when I came across a dragonfly on the sidewalk. At first, it looked like it was copulating with another dragonfly. I looked a little closer, and saw that it was being attacked by a wasp. I continued to stare in horror, as the wasp killed the dragonfly, slowly removed it's head, and flew off with the head in tow.

The weirdest Halloween, ever.

Working Mushrooms Website

Phew. I finally got my website working. Here's the address.

http://fileserver.art.utah.edu/~scharles

Spooky

It's getting close to Halloween, and a few people on my street have been decking out their houses in spooky ornamentation. The woman living across from us covered the entire entrance of her house with fake cobwebs, fake pumpkins, and other assorted fake halloween goodies. What she doesn't realize is that we are totally beating her in spookiness. Sure, we have our fair share of fake halloween plastic decorations, like the fake grave stones that sit in our giant potted plants, our fake skeleton that hangs from the front porch, and the fake plastic glow-in-the-dark bugs that are all over our patio. However, our porch is covered in actual cobwebs, filled with actual spiders, tangled in a mass of actual dead flies, moths, and other assorted bugs.

Call it laziness, or a bit of Halloween brilliance, but no one in our neighborhood can hold a candle to our spooky/disgusting porch.

I'm Lost

I was riding the bus home along main street the other day when I saw an incredibly sad man standing on a corner. He looked like a disheveled, homeless version of Karl Marx. The bus stopped, and I was able to get a good look at what he was doing. He stood on the corner, not by a bus stop, not by a restaurant, and not by any place meaningful. In fact, it seems he had found the most uninteresting and useless corner to inhabit. And what was he doing? Looking around in confusion, holding a grocery bag full of who knows what in one hand. He looked completely lost, and I wish someone had asked him if he needed help.