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21.9.05

Last Man Standing

Last night was a weird, fun, and interesting evening.

It started with a call, saying I did not need to help with harvesting. So I spent the afternoon preparing for supper and cleaning and organizing and picking up a roommate in distress (ok, just great need). As a consequence, I prepared way too much food for supper (not a bad thing) and overwhelmed everyone with a very full plate. Note to self: KISS. Regardless, Apt. 2 came over for supper and we had some good eats and conversation. As we were cleaning up, Tommie and I spontaneously started a game of chess. It was an all out, no holds, think-your-brain-out game. I stole it from him, but gave it back when I moved my created queen into range of Tommie’s two, yes TWO, pieces. It ended as the picture shows. Both kings standing—alone.

I owe Tif an apology for not talking with her when she stopped by—during the chess game. I also cannot figure the Kansas people fascination with phones and shunning f2f conversations. At Purdue, the best way to talk with someone is to run (of course, you always run down the halls of ParkPlace) to someone’s door, knock, and enter when they call out “Come In.” In Kansas, you must knock really hard and long. Then they MIGHT respond, most likely wanting to know who you are. After all this, you still might get a “don’t come in.” Then, when they want to get a hold of you, ring, ring ,ring. They expect to talk with you when they have taken just the effort to find your name deep in their phonebook. What happens if you are outside when they call?? Today, the thing I remember most about Purdue is a-bit-trashy-and-rundown-but-now-remodeled 230 Marsteller with the PYG inside.

:) *happy memories* :)

I still had fun in Kansas last night. After the chess game and dishes, I went with Tommie and Aaron to the cool memorial stadium. We ran around the track and played some 1on1on1 football. It was neat.

PS. The contest about rubisco is still open!! Yes, Luke will receive the correct answer prize—he will even get a bonus for saying “starting point of the food chain”. The two prizes remaining are much cooler and hotly disputed. CLICK HERE!!!

4 Comments:

Blogger Brooke said...

...so was that you who knocked last night and asked to come in and I said no?

*hangs head*...oops....I felt really really bad for that one because I was just joking. And then when l called the house in an attempt to graciously humble myself and say that you could come over, Aaron said you weren't there.

So in conclusion, it's all Aaron's fault. :D

9:10 PM, September 21, 2005  
Blogger Anon said...

Definitely Aaron's fault.

And Kellan, I'm tellin' ya, ya gotta knock LOUDER!!
as people age their hearing goes...


Looks like you and Tommie had a good chess game. Did you steal HIS bishop, too?

9:22 PM, September 21, 2005  
Blogger Kelby Kershner said...

Sounds like you have some internal issues to deal with out there in Kansas. I never was sure about that place.... miles from any sanity... I'm worried about you Kellan!

7:39 AM, September 22, 2005  
Blogger Tifani said...

that's a pretty kewl pic of the chess pieces...and don't fret I do forgive you for blatantly ignoring me...I cried a little while as I left...but I got over it

7:25 PM, September 25, 2005  

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