Now that the move out is complete, I've decided to finish up this profiling business so that soon enough everyone has one. Up next is Ryan Chun's engineering profile, and a slew of other important people. Hopefully a couple guest travel posts and some sort of touching multi-parter about orphans by the end of the summer. I'm pretty keen on getting a few submissions from friends abroad, too. Friends Abroad, we'll call it, but you don't have to actually be abroad, you can fake it if you want, just keep it PG and have some respect for yourself.
And now the Latin Heat
Matt is a tricky fellow, with a long and irritating history of disagreeing with people. He thrives in moments that could otherwise be awkward, such as a botched high-five attempt, or having to sit next to you in a big lecture hall. His favorite movie is likely Might Ducks 1 or 2, though he rarely makes it all the way through a film without falling asleep.
And now the Latin Heat
Matt is a tricky fellow, with a long and irritating history of disagreeing with people. He thrives in moments that could otherwise be awkward, such as a botched high-five attempt, or having to sit next to you in a big lecture hall. His favorite movie is likely Might Ducks 1 or 2, though he rarely makes it all the way through a film without falling asleep.
In the future, I would not be surprised to see Matt:
- have a big night at a casino
- become a wise bartender or coach
- make a million dollars off of "computers"
- dumpster diving
Casey's original perfil didn't really do him justice, so I slept on it and ended up deciding he's just too big for blogs, the internet, and journalism in general. A quiet but noticeable and dynamic presence, his infamous one-liners have always been the melodic wind chime to Hilmar's drafty sexual undertones. Few double entendres escape his notice, and he's caught more than his fair share of morally unscrupulous cheaters in his tenure as a student grader. Like an iceberg, he drifts inexorably and imperviously through a sea of mediocrity, his course set with the same lethal weight and bearing that sank the Titanic.
- dumpster diving
Casey's original perfil didn't really do him justice, so I slept on it and ended up deciding he's just too big for blogs, the internet, and journalism in general. A quiet but noticeable and dynamic presence, his infamous one-liners have always been the melodic wind chime to Hilmar's drafty sexual undertones. Few double entendres escape his notice, and he's caught more than his fair share of morally unscrupulous cheaters in his tenure as a student grader. Like an iceberg, he drifts inexorably and imperviously through a sea of mediocrity, his course set with the same lethal weight and bearing that sank the Titanic.
To bid you kind readers adieu, we have a special photo-prize tonight:
McDonalds beer! + Casey in the flesh!
