Snapple Piracy

   Well maybe not completely a failure: I actually defied all odds and regained the $2 I had been pillaged by the snapple vending machine ni the basement of Olson. That pirate-machine took my money and gave me neither change nor snapple. But today I hunted down the location from which refunds are begotten (which may or may not have involved a silly map with an ex on it, and digging), and was entirely successful in recapturing my money (even if my two crisp bills were returned in the form of a handful of nickles and dimes).


   And speaking of beverages.. with the loot from avenging my snapple-dishonour from the day before, I went off to celebrate by purchasing a sobe. I proceeded to select one entirely based on its colour. And it tasted exactly how I expected it to. And that got me thinking... isn't it weird how we have assigned a precise flavour to every colour?


   In PHY137 today I took notes on the finer points of firebombing a city (one must have 5 lbs of combustable material per square foot...), and the technical aspects of explosion shockwaves and heat. I love that class. Unfortunately I fell asleep towards the end and missed his detailed explanation of why nuclear explosions make mushroom clouds, though there was a cool diagram on the board when I woke up.