After lunch SE and Ellie stopped in during AP Bio free period to socialize, which was a stark change from the well-articulated Lovett HVAC vent and its wild rambunctious frat house neighbors, the greenhouse fans. I managed to finish the fifth layer during that time, and a good time was had by all. SE and I debated whether or not Bambi is a boy or a girl. She argued that Bambi is a boy, and her argument was heavily based in anatomical evidence. I argued that Bambi must be a girl, based on a Hardie Albright movie character from the WWII era. I'm a sentimental nostalgic person, and it's my blog, so for all intents and purposes herein Bambi shall be a female character.
After a NASCAR pit stop in 208 to take an English test (35 minutes is approximately NASCAR speed for poetry), Mrs. Franks and I discussed blogging and writing and left/right-brainedness. I then dashed away back to my office to complete the sixth layer, and glue it onto the mountain. I think the model is really starting to show some shape now, which is quite exciting because I need that motivation to push through the tough cuts and the wicked curves of this beautiful property.
Here's what the model looks like after 11 layers have been put on. You can really see the shapes forming on the right side, which, in relation to the true cardinal directions on the property, is west. This picture is taken looking south.
This picture is more focused on the part of the model that is showing change. The rest will eventually be covered up.
I like this view of the model because it really shows the slope of the mountain well. If you look closely (and I mean doggone closely) you can count all 11 layers.
My assortment of paper weights has expanded into a full-blown convenience store. Announcement to all inhabitants and users of room 324: if you are missing something heavy (a textbook, a beaker, a coffee bag, a dead fetal deer, etc), please come see me in the office and we will examine your missing item claim together.
Final thoughts for the day: The chicken wings were spot-on today at lunch. And the garlic toast was boss too. Bambi is enjoying her new career as an advanced paperweight. She'll have a great tan for graduation. Billy Payne was about to sew Lee Westwood's name on a jacket of green thread until he double-bogeyed 14. Tiger is only 2 strokes off the lead. I'm not sure if I want him to win or not. Prom is tomorrow. I'm wearing a tailcoat, which is something I've never done before but always wanted to do.
That's it for this week. Make good decisions this weekend. You stay classy, San Diego.
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