Politics and Icelandic Elves

At first: Adrienne and Rosette (who left earlier), Jack, Andrés, Hannah and me

The conversation started with Rosh Hashanah: we are all going, but we need to sign up so the people organizing can plan food. (free food that is not from Klien=very very good thing)

Then we had cheese-its while talking about Obama, American political parties, the system of higher education in the US, and basically how even the prison systems are greatly staffed by private companies, and the current health care system reform. It was intense*, and the first such conversation I've had so far (and it wasn't so much arguing politics as explaining the system). Then the middle class and Mexico.

Then anecdotes about some weird village in Mexico with Germans that have a specific dialect and produce cheese, and how the Icelandic government spent tax money to ask the specialist in little-lava-elves to make sure they aren't invading the elves land when they build a new road
Soon we deteriorated further to talking about the goat-man and then swearing in different languages (but all we know is like...Spain Spanish vs Mexico Spanish vs Russian vs French vs English)

Now Andrés has my sleeping bag and Adrienne's pillow because he thought he was just asking about Rosh Hashanah and now he's locked out of his room.

College kids are such airheads.

*I had my first "Introduction to Psychological Science" class today, and the teacher said that his five and eight year olds' had just recently discovered the word "intense", and so: "this fork is intense".