Friggin' weird if you ask me

Last night was one of the most weird experiences I've had in some time. I actually had a drink with Dick Mandeville. Now, the irony may be lost on some of you, as you do not know the ominous significance of Mandeville at Whitworth. This is the guy who is in charge of disciplining students for infractions of the so-called "Big 3" (No drinking/drugs, no sex, no violence/disturbing the community). Here's how it went down. My friend Dave turned 21 last night, so we took him out to O'Daugherty's Irish Pub for dinner and drinks and the like. I had eaten before going, so I had more money to spend on the important things like alcohol. As I was finishing my Laphroaig, who should show up but the dean of death himself. Furthermore, he sat down and drank a Guinness with us. Needless to say, it was slightly disconcerting. I mean, this is a guy who hands out massive fines for a can of beer in a student's dorm. And he was drinking Guinness with us in a bar. Then Dave got up on the bar and played his mandolin and sang "Wonderwall" by Oasis. It was cool.

Behind this door, great evil awaits

I am so freakin' psyched for Hellboy. It looks to be damned awesome. For those of you unfamiliar with the Dark Horse comic, Hellboy is the story of an infant demon summoned from Hell by Nazi occultists, only to be rescued by an allied strike force and raised by the kindly Professor Broom. Christened Hellboy, he joins Broom's Bureau of Paranormal Research and Defense (BPRD) as a field agent hunting demons, vampires, werewolves, etc. In short, totally cool. Personally, I think it would be cool to make my own such organisation. I would call it the Metaphysical Defense Force, and it would kick some astral butt. Maybe I'll just write a story about it or something. At any rate, I ramble about things you as readers most likely care not about.

My weekend was profoundly uneventful in almost every respect. Friday night, Aaron and I hung out at the mall and watched Futurama. Saturday, we did nothing, and I just hung out in my room all evening. Sunday, I did homework and watched some movies. I told you it was boring as hell. You guys are the ones who read it, after all.