Im a pedestrian! Im a motorist! Pedestrian! Motorist!

Im a pedestrian! Im a motorist! Pedestrian! Motorist! To begin: If it werent for my horse, I never would have spent that year in college. New England proverb A prize goes to the first person to identify the source of this wisdom. Ruth, youre not allowed to play. Date: Mon, 11 Jul 2005 20:58:17 -0400 From: Ruth F Miller To: Samuel A Maurer Subject: bike ride I know you just said iHop sucks, but do you wanna bike there after 3-6-0? Matt and Jose are going. We can invent a dance that trumps Kel Mitchell. Let me know Date: Mon, 11 Jul 2005 21:19:21 -0500 From: Sam Maurer To: Ruth F Miller Subject: Re: bike ride everything I do is based on blog entry potential. Date: Mon, 11 Jul 2005 22:11:21 -0400 From: Ruth F Miller To: Sam Maurer Subject: Re: bike ride Thats why I invited you. Midnight bike ride to iHop with people you know from all branches of MIT. Jose is course 6. And they have new funnel cakes. Waaaaay better than 6 month old funnel cakes. Im not usually the kind of person who wonders what fun tastes like, but after tonight, Ill never forget. I still think that the International House of Pancakes kind of sucks, in theory its relatively far from campus, the food is unspectacular, and the prices are fairly high for the portions. Still, how can I resist the prospect of a random three-mile midnight bike ride down Comm Ave? How can I resist new funnel cakes? IHOP, much like life itself, is about the journey, not the destination. After watching a girl named Thugg Angel take it all on Dance 360s ladies night, I grabbed my bike and headed into the clear Boston night with Jose 07, Matt 08, and Ruth 07. Its a little surreal to see Kenmore Square, Bostons most infamous 7-way stop, with no traffic and the only sign of life being a few BU students in various stages of inebriation. We basically had the streets to ourselves, and since bicyclists already have the disctinction of being both motorists and pedestrians (see entry title), we werent bound by the usual traffic formalities of lanes, speed limits, and red lights. It was even kind of beautiful, in a post-apocalyptic way, until Matt crashed and set off a car alarm. Now, you have to understand this: my philosophy of photography, as well as taking classes, choosing a major, cooking, and essentially everything in life is that if you throw enough spaghetti against a wall, eventually some of it will stick. So, out of 57 pictures I took on the way to IHOP, here are the six good ones: Let us go then, you and I. Flowers spring out of Ruths enchanted skull. This picture is not related to Matts crashing into a parked car. Also, I think his chin is smaller in real life. Jose 07 (Course VI: EECS) rides past the BU Office of Housing. Jose is an awesomely hardcore cyclist; hes spending the rest of the summer bicycling along the entire West Coast of the United States (1700 miles). And I complain about 120. He can also open his mouth surprisingly wide (photograph upon request). I feel that its a very underutilized angle for pictures. Ruth. I actually wanted to be in this picture too but I couldnt find anyone passing by who would lay down in the parking lot with their head in oncoming traffic to get the desired perspective. The rewardfour-star gourmet funnel cakes. They have a smaller diameter than fried dough, so the ratio of frying to food is much higher. Jose Hey, 10.5% usable pictures thats a passing grade on some Course X exams. If you happen to be in the Boston area this summer, I would highly suggest watching Dance 360, Americas hottest dance show. Its hosted by Kel (you know, from Kenan Kel) and beyond that, pretty much defies description. Weekdays at Midnight on UPN (MIT Cable Channel 30). Hey, come on over to Burton-Conner sometime, we usually have about 7 people watching on any given night. Just send me an e-mail with the subject line 360 or something. Im down with that. Oh, I think Ill have to write another entry on the 3-6-0 sometime. You deserve it, K-Sly.