Yes Virignia, Ninja's in Keeney, Phyton by the backdoor, Rome in the Rain, Dreams of Brave Ulysses, Enlightenment through Cream.

Occasional sobriety leads to a rationality that clears the mind wonderful. The lucid, understandable state of thing presents itself as a time to review what my body has been up to. My memory alone seems to have remained intact, my mind having lost since lost control of motor reflexes, and given up on moderating tomfoolery.

This will be the week in review then. I am currently back at home in the NPT after another week on insanity in the streets of Providence, Rhode Island. It is the time to recover and recollect.

(I let Cream's Tale of Brave Ulysses drone on the macbook behind me.

...now, sing in me muse.)

Tuesday is a good place to start. Monday was mundane and uneventful. I went to classes and took notes, and learned. I finished my computer science assignment with the help of a skilled CS tutor. This is important to note. If I did not finish this Comp Sci stuff a full three days before it happened, then none of the wonderful things that I am about to relate could possibly have happened.

Tuesday, though, I was talking about Tuesday. On Tuesday Mr. Knowles dropped by for a casual smoke and some weed at Rome. We were under the lattice in a steady rain packing bowls and smoking until we literally could not smoke anymore.

The feeling came on soft and fell like a crescendo. We were lit somewhere outside of Keeney and needed to put things together.

We were back in my room watching Flying Circus with the girls from across the hall. They reported that there were ninjas stealing across the quad. We didn't believe them. We went outside and discovered six Japanese assassins climbing up a drain pipe and into the second story window over the door.

We ran upstairs, chasing them around the building in our elevated fashion, wondering if the god damn ninjas were real or if we were just simultaneously concocting the most powerful vision of our lives.

Confused, Evan grabbed one of them and held him against the wall.

"Who are you guys?" Evan demanded.

The ninja refused to speak. He pushed Evan back and assumed an attack stance. Evan fought him off and pushed him back against the wall.

"What the fuck are you guys doing?" He continued.

Knowles pulled Evan off the Ninja and let the ninja tear up the stairs to Archibald. Laura took the trail and rushed up the stairs after him, we caught up and chased these characters until they barricaded themselves in a room on the second floor and we assumed that were waiting until we lost interest.

We tried to smoke them out- like dogs. We thought about lighting up but there was a sprinkler overhead. There was a rumor that they didn't work, but who wanted to test it out?

It dawned us slowly that these guys might not be just waiting inside. They had scaled drain pipes in, they could kung fu their way out.