a turtle, shell cracked
The next thing I saw, right across from ded-turt, were these ducks. I think they’ve got problems. On my way home from campus one night, I saw these guys wandering in the middle of the path next to the pond. I assumed they’d waddle away, being intimidated by a six-foot tall human. They didn’t. They just stood there like freak ducks. I also overheard some people talking about how they ushered the ducks into their apartment and let them stay there. While it was fun, they admitted, the ducks shat everywhere and they had to clean it up. What do you expect? You deserve it – they’re animals
ducks, cuddling along the banks of the pond
It being a nice day, I thought I’d take a photo of my shadow. This picture has some sharp fall-off. I think that’s what it is – I’ve only been in Media A&A for one day, but being one of the few seniors in the class, I thought I’d try to do the mature thing and apply some of the vocab. Also notice the mass in my left hand: A shirt, taken off during the day because, in traditional Ithaca fashion, the temperature rose from 56 to 73 degrees over the course of a few hours.
self-portrait
I saw these bumper stickers on a car near my house. As a TV-R major, I feel as though I should be offended by these stickers. I wonder what this person studied in college. Was it English? Was it Biology? Was it Women’s Studies? How would they like it if I displayed stickers on my car reading “KiLL BOOKS,” KiLL ANIMALS,” “KiLL… et cetera.”
If you have a problem with this, I know several TV-R professors who will refute your supposed claim that television makes you stupid.
an expression of angst
Finally, the last interesting object I saw on the ground before climbing the stairs to the place I call home. An empty Old Milwaukee can. Looks like somebody had a great weekend.
weekend debris
pobre tortuga