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Ethnographic Journal: Tuesday

NWP  July 12, 2005

Ethnographic Journal
Diary of a mad man
Journal

 9:00 -10:15  I have learned of my new role of ethnographer.   Clearly this is an attempt to control my thoughts.  I must be wary.  –note to self: do not forget aluminum foil for tomorrow, they cannot read your thoughts through it!

The terrible news – after a long delay the cameras, while having arrived, are still largely useless.  The salesman mistakenly (or not) provided incorrect memory chips. Some folks launch into denial, but it is true; the memory is the wrong size.  In the face of this terrible tragedy we learn several things.  The new world order people are clearly trying to keep our group from exploring our potential as constitutionally guaranteed by the 1st amendment.   Several people meet for a smoke… is this some sort of connection to the ‘smoking man.’

Some people make use of their time capturing images and or responding to the morning prompts. 

10:35 Subject Karen McComas arrives.  Chaos ensues as morning event are re-told.

At this point the agenda is out the window.  No doubt an attempt to derail us from our goals.  However, in a stroke of luck most people work diligently on their projects.  Edddy Money Eddy Money Eddy Money, Love Boat Love Boat   eating into my brain….

There is talk of a story board.     I am frequently interrupted by the William Lo of the faction who caused the delay in our cameras.  He now attempts to undermine my project   Oh the humanity.

Johann has already labeled himself as an apprentice lumunatti.  He is clearly one to watch out for.  World domination indeed.  Read Machiavelli’s The Prince.  
No one has scissors—wise given this group.

Doug is missing; it is obvious he is at the center of the conspiracy.  He invited Johann.  I knew it.  When he does arrive little is learned about his whereabouts.   Secrets.  
Eddy Money Eddy Money Eddy Money

Lunch:

While some lounge I am on a quest to right the wrongs caused by the triads.  Oh yes, they will pay.  We will have our memory sticks.    Love Boat song is stuck in my head - don’t forget the aluminum foil.

Afternoon session relatively uneventful until Kelly bursts into the electric slide.  It is clear she can no longer be trusted.   Eddy Money Eddy Money Eddy Money.

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