Knowing full well that I should study for a final exam that
is tonight, last night at midnight, I said "Fuck it!" when
a strange, handsome man smoking a pipe and smiling said
to me, "boy? go fly a kite!"
And that's what I did. In my school's parking lot.
Flew a kite for 2 fucking hours, chanting the seven layers
of the OSI model for telecommunications.
A pink ken-doll approached after summoning security after
a half and hour.
"What the hell are you doing?"
It always amazes me that humans ignore the blatantly obvious.
"I'm flying a kite."
"What?"
"What part of this don't you understand? I'm holding onto a
piece of string that is attached to THAT."
I point up 400 feet (got it all the down to the end of the string,
I did!) to the zooming Skull & Crossbones $2 kite that I was
flying...
Security: "You can't do that here!"
"Why not?"
"Uhhhh... It's midnight! Go home!"
"I'm studying. I also happen to be flying a kite. There's nothing
wrong with that."
"You can't do that here."
"Where does it say in the student handbook that we can't fly a
kite?"
"You'll hear from the dean tomorrow."
"Okeedoke. Bye-bye!"
Today, I walked down to the dean's office.
Dean: "I hear you were flying a kite last night."
"Yup."
"That's pretty neat. Wish I had the time to do that."
"Yeah, it was relaxing. Slackful. I got all my studying done."
"Well that's good. I heard security gave you problems about it
though.. Don't worry about 'em. You're graduating right?"
(I go to a small school. & I'm fairly noticeable. The only
SubGenii on the campus.)
"Yup. Hopefully."
"Well! Good luck on your exams!"
The moral? When "Bob" tells you to do something, DO IT.
$T.&REUX,KSC
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