OK - there are no pants, but at least Chris Seale does have a pretty sweet scarf.
During the summer months, our own Sammy shall be channeling Marie Curie. She will master the lab like a piano forte and corrosion shall be the beautiful art she creates.
Oh happy rust! May you bring Sammy her prosperous results and uplift her scientific spirit. A day without corrosion is no day at all! - It would be the false promise of shinny surfaces rather than the oh so beautiful reality of this blessed, comforting cycle of nature:
Grass shall be skipping around our nation's capital. Tasks include fetching coffee, ordering take-out, teaching old white men what "cookies" are, traslating FCC jibberish, hanging out with Big Bird, and cleaning the 'internets.'
Grass learned everything about the 'internets' from Oolong's lover, Ted Stevens. As an intern, Grass will most likely be stuck with the grunt work of cleaning the internets to make it run faster. In case you don't know what this looks like, see the picture below as a visual. Grass hopes to clean out as much as she can, but some of those tubes are long! Still, it must and shall be done.
Embunny will stay in lovely Charlottesville breathing in the pollen, holding old people's jackets, comforting overly attached parents, and secretly teaching the new first years how to chug. By the time fourth year comes around she will be an expert at get-to-know-you games, the COD, hiding car keys, streaking, and explaining what the hell ice milk is. All these skills are invaluable.
Last but not least, Oolong shall be playing alllllll summer on a farm.
By the end of the season, she will finally be able to identify all the animals by name. Then, perhaps, we can finish our musical lesson on "Old McDonald."That's right, folks! No beaches for us! No vacations! No sun bathing! Just animals, internets, and rust please. This is how we like it.
Jealous much, punk?
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