Episode II: The Raid, Etc.

Episode II part I (in which various travel times are related)

Above is a sample of the official Campus Map, which I have cropped to show the general south-west portion of campus- my stomping-ground. As you can hopefully see (and you can click on the image for a higher-resolution picture) most important things are relatively close. My residence (Jayhawker Towers) is circled in green; the closest, and perhaps most important, building is circled in yellow: this is Mrs. E's all-you-can-eat diner, which serves quite good food.

The blue-circled building is the music building where they have piano practice rooms (though I have only used them once), the reddish-circled building is Haworth hall, where all my Bio stuff is, the black circle contains the student gym (which is totally cool) and the brownish circle has the main library (which unfortunately is some distance away).

In case you are interested, here are some statistics on average time (t) it takes me to walk to these various locations (sample # n>5):

Mrs. E's: Five minutes and six seconds

Haworth Hall: Six minutes and fifty-two seconds

Music Building: Four minutes and one second

Library (roughly): Eleven minutes and thirty-three seconds

Gym (roughly): Seven minutes and twenty-seven seconds

Episode II part II (in which Missouri is visited)

I visited Lees Summit last weekend and although I forgot to take a picture of numerous relatives eating breakfast at IHOP, I did at least get a pic of some folks (including Jerry Bennet and his new bike).

Episode II part III (in which the author's life is endangered)

So the other night I went to the Lawrence Museum of History or whatnot to see a presentation on Bill Quantrill, a guy who, among other things, came to raid Lawrence during the Civil War and killed a bunch of innocent men and burned down the city.

It was quite good. One person was an author who spoke about some of the history behind the raiders, and then the other guy started his presentation by bursting into the building shooting his pistol and yelling. It turns out he was playing the part of Bill Quantrill, and we were playing the part of the innocent townspeople. He threatened that if we didn't tell him the whereabouts of the mayor, he was going to shoot and kill every man above the age of 12. Needless to say, a good time was had by all.