Summer summer summer time!

As you all know, school is out for the college kids so your two favorite philosophers have gone their seperate ways for the break.  

But don't fret!  I have updates!

Ben spent two weeks running around the mountains!  Sounds...fun?  I mean, from a philosophical standpoint, I don't see any fun in running around with all your junk on your back in the woods...with no plan!  Perhaps he had a plan and I didn't know about it...perhaps Ben will have to write down a few of the philosophical visions he had while he was gone in the woods playing with squirrels and bugs.

Lisa, however, hasn't been doing anything quite worth documenting in our blog...I've read all the twilight books (for the second time), had a twilight party with my friends Maddie and Emily (they know a lot more about it than I do...), I started reading the Harry Potter series again so that I can be prepared for the WONDERFUL movie premire in July (can't wait!).  Other than that I've really just been hanging out with friends, catching up,  making plans to drive around VA to visit college friends and such.  A great relaxing summer is ahead.

Now on to philosophy.

Cats are wonderful little creatures.  I happen to have two lovely kitty cats (Pumpkin and Buttons) who are friendly and playful.  Now, I realize that not all cats are like this...some can be distant, snappy, "snobby", and even sluggish.  Not OUR cats!  Buttons in particular loves to just run around the house, chasing your feet and racing you to wherever they point, and even creating mini-forts for himself and his captured prey.  His favorite fort?  My mesh hamper I use to carry dirty clothes from school in.  He jumps inside and grabs at things outside his "fort"...unfortunately he loses the element of surprise considering we can SEE THROUGH THE MESH!  But he doesn't seem to mind (or realize...).  He also likes to "hide" under the large rugs we have in the living room.  It doesn't feel like home until you see a huge lump in the rug that claws at anything that walks by.  Today my mom was walking by to sit on the couch and Buttons tried to drag her feet under the rug...like her feet were his prey.  It ended up not working out in his favor but he did put up a good fight.  Too bad his prey happened to be 10 times his size.  And the rug really isn't a great hiding place.  He is our family speed bump.

Pumpkin is not as playful during the day, since Buttons pretty much attacks him whenever he sees Pumpkin getting attention (when we brush him, let him sit on our lap, pet him, etc.)  But at night Pumpkin waits outside my bedroom door waiting for it to open so he can RUN inside and sniff everything in the room.  Then, if I try to go to sleep, he jumps on the bed and stares at my face...probably asking himself "why isn't she petting me?  this is not okay!!"  and rubs his face on my face, leaving cat hair all over me and my pillow, until I pet him.  Pumpkin is much older than Buttons, a lot more relaxed, doesn't meow or hiss or scratch anyone...he is such a great little pet.  Pumpkin likes people once they let him smell them.  No one can pet him til he gets a good wif of who you are.  Buttons will let anyone pet him since it won't matter after he eats their fingers.

Sad to say that I hear even our second favorite philosopher has a cat that is unfriendly...but no matter how good of friends we become, I want to let the world know that he is not allowed to trade his lame cat for my cool ones.  He has tried to convince me, but I WILL NOT ALLOW IT!
 

My philosophy is that the cat reflects the owner.  It's obvious the owner of such cool and fun cats MUST be a cool and fun person, but it also means that sad lame cats must have learned it from someone...right?  Am I right?  And who do they see more often than their owner?  Right?  Right.

And that's my new philosophy.

Rain rain go away!

So today.

Ben and Lisa (the philosophers) were enjoying a nice day outside while Lisa was enjoying her breakfast. Then Lisa felt a drop of rain and decided it would be a good time to go to Potomac South so she can make her bulliten board. Ben and Lisa go into the library, grab Ben's laptop and study things, then walk back to the door where they find...

A DOWNPOUR!!!!!!

Sigh. Horrible luck. They wait for a moment, decide they have no other choice but to venture out into the rain, and they walk out of the door into the horrible storm waiting for them.

They cross the Trible Plaza....

...run under the overhang of the DSU...

...rush through the openings of the overhang...

...stumble through the muddy grass to the concrete walkway...

...realize the concrete walkway is flooding and walk through the gravel-y part where Lisa gets mud and guck all in her flip flops..

...Lisa realizes that when she takes a step she slips out of her shoes, slowing them both down...

....and finally reach their destination completely SOAKED from the rain.

Deanna, Lisa's little, was working the desk at the time. She saw Lisa and Ben walk in looking horribly pathetic in wet clothes, and thought this was funny.

She was wrong.

Lisa and Ben did NOT find this amusing...except a little bit maybe...but what made it less funny was that the rain let up soon after Ben and Lisa got inside the building.

After some drying off, Ben left to go to Hampton while Lisa stayed in PoSo to make her May bulletin board. By the time Lisa was done with everything, it was raining again..but thankfully Krystal, Lisa's boss next year, was kind enough to drive her to her residence hall where she could change into dry clothes that fit her and did not look like bummy maternity wear.

It was quite the adventure...not a lot of philosophical thought process, but an adventure none the less with two great philosophers.



Here is a philosophy:

What was it that caused this sad sad situation to occur?

Was it bad luck? Were Ben and Lisa just both in the wrong place at the wrong time with no umbrellas just by happenstance?

Was it fate? Were Lisa and Ben meant to have a poopy time walking from the Library to PoSo because the gods decided it was to be so?

Was it karma? Had Ben or Lisa (most likely Ben) done something evil to deserve this to happen?

Something to think over.



And that's my new philosophy!