401. The Frenzy Happy Dance by Sophie and Victoria (Right Before the Spring Quarter of 2009)

Holy Moly! I'm not religious or anything. But these creatures are whacko!

This is Sophie--one of my sister's (Jenny) best friends she unfortunately cannot marry--almost all the time. Talk about chronic excitement!

This is Victoria--Jenny's sister--who becomes "crazy psycho" right before the quarter starts. Thankfully, it only happens... right before the quarter starts. This is probably the craziest dance video of Victoria in existence. She's blowing off her professionalism, right here and now. Not to mention, she was inspired to do this dance by the one and only... Sophie... as seen above... as well as writing a short article on the Dance Your Ph.D. Contest (the grand finale shown in Chicago).

400. Poem / Song Called "Fringes of the Grid" in Response to the Onset of Spring Quarter 2009

This is a warm-up exercise, so I can get back into the habbit of blogging.
I am so excited, Barry Spacks is about to have a "finish your big project" type of College of Creative Studies class, and I have to email him to see if I can be a part of it.... My work ethic has dramatically improved since I found this out... just 1.5 hours ago!

Fringes of the Grid

I find comfort
at the fringes of the grid.

The coral reef corners
for a fair, feisty squid.

Spreading her tentacles
fast, wide, and far,

As soon as she swelled,
Cavin' in, fell apart.

Many zooid boxes full of
quirky-murk creatures,

Overwhelming her by their
diverse tempers.

She couldn't understand, so
she couldn't all grasp,

The craze she was seeing--
un-feasible in digest.

And-on she found a deep-dark-
deep dungeon lair,

The fringes of the grid, full of
light fresh air.

She made a comfort rest as she
contemplated.

Filterin' through trials all calm
and sedated,

So-to cast her webbed net
all-over again,

An'the fringes of the grid, where she's
hidden again.

And the fringes of the grid,
for a fair, feisty squid.