Cameras steal Lupe Fiasco’s soul.

Will wake for food.

If you have an offcampus mealplan, you should not be using points to eat breakfast.

“That’s right, when I put my foot down…”
It takes a while for it to hit the ground.

This is why I’m kept around.

“I’m not sure whether to start right now or to treasure the pristine collection.”
Choose what the 6 most memorable occasions of your life will be, and save them for them.
“The revolution and the first 5 purges.”
But what’s the 6th?
“Good! Although I was thinking along the lines of ‘Shame to use them all within 2 days.’.”

“Bacon is a vegetable.”
“Is that a reference to Francis Bacon?”

“You can’t say there are 4 mutton walking across the lawn. Because they wouldn’t be mutton.”

“Every time I eat salad I feel myself get a little bit stupider.”

Hungry for linguistics.

Any Tuesday with only minor surgery is a good Tuesday.

Every time it gets recorded you’ll hope, and every time it has been recorded you’ll wonder, if just one time a 9 gets recorded as a spare.

Scruffy came back and it’s only September.

Lamb is good.
Kreplah is good.
Good things are good.

“I remember when / I remember…”

Reroute: In the same place someplace else.

“…And I hope that you are having the time of your life / But think twice…”

“This mood of yours is temporary…”

Again I Go / Unnoticed

“…’cause if it's more than that, I fear that I might break…”

Don’t do anything you wouldn’t do.

“You will soon witness a miracle.”

Martyr’s μαρτυρ.

“You will make many changes before settling satisfactorily.”

Heard those words before.

“Chomsky is the Chuck Norris of linguistics.”

You move, remove my hand,
Turn from me, stand,
Replace embrace with distance and
I don’t quite understand.

Exit, pursued by a Wolf.

I got thirsty on my way to class, so I stopped for a glass of water, and then I saw you talking, and I considered dumping it on you. But I wasn’t sure how you’d take it. So, for the future: when should I not?
“If it’s cold. Or windy. Or if I’m wearing something nice, though you probably don’t need to worry about that.”
Okay.
<waits 4 seconds>
<throws water in face>
<runs>

        
           

Replace.

“If I had it all again…”

Nothing left.
Everything inside.
Nothing right.

“…Breathe in / Breathe out / Breathe in / Breathe out…”

Friday Freakout.

Callback to an earlier scene.

A garden tries to take something perfect and show it perfectly; the resulting hyperreality is ruinously imperfect. The untamed chaos of nature is presented as if it were order. Mystery is hidden with species and genus labeled. Beauty is kept in stasis; ugliness is seen. And with order disrupted, there is chaos: planned paths and aesthetic arrangement are misleading and aimless. Eve was right. Lilith was wrong. Life doesn’t begin in a garden; death does.

“I will buy you a garden…”

“Washing machines can be tiresome.”

Semantics and dirty laundry.

“Only 2 things exist, and 1 of them doesn’t.”

It’s not complicated.

a) Dinner on the loop
b) Listening to blues
c) Watching Firefly
d) All of the above

Yogurt + smoked salmon + whipped cream + shredded cheese + chocolate shavings - dill