Whirldpeas
I left Design class in a brief sunbreak during a downpour and unlocked my bike, wiping the seat with the sleeve of my jean jacket. From somewhere across campus, I could hear the sound of men and women singing, round-robin, in what seemed like an operatic style.

But the campus acapella group sings only on Fridays.

This music seemed vaguely religious and somehow sad. I followed the sound on my bike past the empty amphitheatre and down the street. There they were, singing as they walked back and forth, up and down the street, a group of people carring a banner that read

VISUALIZE OPTIMISM FOR A DEMOCRATIC VICTORY.

I almost fell off my bike gawking. What the hell did they mean? Were these the same weird, far-left democrats giving away books on campus titled things like Children of Satan and featuring photos of Cheney and Bush?

I still have no idea what they were doing. I think it's one of those things you'll only see in Eugene.

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Apparently I'm not publishing enough, as the number and length of the posts on this page keeps falling off little by little. The problem, as usual, is that I'm feeling neither disgruntled nor particularly inspired. I'm staying perfectly content just puttering along at my work and not really picking apart the details. That's not to say I haven't been keeping my eyes open, cataloguing little moments like that above, or forgetting to live life to the fullest. It's all been so easy-going that I'm sort of dozing pleasantly through it. I rather like this state.

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Last night I went to the first Eugene Webloggers meetup at The Strand, hosted by Michael Moore (not THE) of Following Edge. It was quite the motley crew and a very mellow meeting, despite having to yell over a rather loud broadcast of OutFOXed on the bigscreen TV.

And I got to take home free pizza! <3