Illegal Tender

Q: Why do I always wait until the last minute to start important projects?
A: Because I'm a no-good, lazy bum.

Look, ma! I made some money.

Mather Spring Formal

Great dancing, great date, great dress, great house... I couldn't have asked for a better night. The whole event was Mather to the core: open bar, solo cups everywhere, big tent full of sweaty, dancing drunks... It felt a little post-apocalyptic during clean-up, but it was fantastic being surrounded by so many people I know and love, all having a crazy time. There's something so awesome about having a formal in your own backyard.

Look, Ma! I'm On a Postcard!

If you're in the Boston area and you're free tonight, you should come by Mather! This exhibition will be up in the Three Columns Gallery, and there's an ArtsFirst Coffee House starting at 8:00 in the Senior Common Room. Six of my works are on display in the gallery, and three of my videos will screened at the coffee house. It should be a pretty good time!

Nothing to Write Foam About

...but it's not too shabby. I made this video, in collaboration with one Derek J, for Mather's annual foam party. Eight feet of bubbles, pumping music mixed by the the #1 DJ in the world, lights low, inebriated/half-naked Harvard students covered in slippery foam... It's a pretty crazy time. You can imagine.

Yeahhh, Mather Lather.

Through the Fire Door

Yesterday was the perfect day. The sun was shining, I finished my problem set a full day early, they passed out free ice cream at comp sci office hours... It was one of those ideal moments. I even started humming that terrible song from the opening of "Legally Blonde" while I was walking through Harvard Yard.

Everything went smoothly with room-picking. I somehow didn't screw anything up, and we ended up with the big corner suite through our fire door. I'm ridiculously excited... I've burst through the fire door at least a dozen times to admire our new room. We're open to suggestions for a sweet suite name if you have any ideas.

No Man Left Behind

...But one man sent alone. I'm the only one available in my rooming group to take our appointment today to choose our future suite, and I'm nervous I'm going to screw it up. Yes, it should be straightforward. Yes, we've worked out every example and counterexample, and I know which room to pick in any situation. I know it should be a piece of cake, but... Well, let me put it this way: if my rooming group were to take a poll on the most scatterbrained roommate, the result would be unanimous. It's a risky business putting me in charge of anything so important.

Our new roommate, Cathy, drew a great number for us in the housing lottery. (She's a lucky duck!) The only big group ahead of us is choosing the one corner suite we don't want, so we basically have our pick of party rooms. We're thinking of sticking close to home and taking the big six-man currently through our fire door. If we play our cards right, we'll end up living next door to this good-looking fellow and his roommates (Cathy's blockmates and good friends of our whole rooming group). Even if we don't play our cards right, we'll end up next to Jim, Dick, and friends, and that would be pretty awesome, too.

Here Comes the Sun

Every muscle in my body is sore, my voice is shot, and I was so exhausted that I fell asleep watching "Lost" and missed who died in the end. It was worth every second, though, to see the brand new crop of Matherites and to be a part of the first group to welcome them into the house. All the sweat, blood, and tears paid off.

As much fun as it was, let it be known that I'd be stoked to do the Mather video next year and have absolutely no other administrative duties. Heading up Housing Day nearly sucked my soul Dementor-style, and an average two hours of sleep a night for an entire week is enough to drive a person crazy.

Housing Day is over, and spring break has begun. Bring on the sun.

HOUSING DAY!

Not a photograph I took, but it's tough to show your house spirit from behind the camera. Besides, a blog isn't truly scandalous until you've posted at least one picture of yourself in a bikini.

I'm so stoked. Mather 2011 won't know what hit them.

Just Like the Movies

The Mather Video is finally up! The freshmen will find out this week which house they'll live in for the next three years, and we made this video to let them know about ours.