Blacker Courtyard has a habitual tendency to accumulate bizarre things. From half-finished weekend projects to Interhovse and Ditch Day remnants to the spoils of dumpster diving adventures, there are always interesting gadgets to play with.

From my vantage point on our swingy couch, here are a few of the interesting things I can see lying around…

* a stolen street sign nailed to a tree

* a slightly charred 55 gallon oil drum

* a table saw

* a drill press

* a large tank of LN2

* a large wooden spool, for spool-walking purposes

* a gazebo, complete with benches and creeping grapevines

* pieces of our dismantled 1976 Ford Cobra II Mustang (fondly nicknamed “Old Kentucky Shark”)

* a meat smoker

* an old tire filled with mysterious liquid labeled “Do Not Touch”

* several bags of sand

* a recently repaired ice machine

* 6 feet of coiled copper tubing

* tupperware labeled “Not For Food”

* a pressurized water cannon

* a blast shield

* a motorcycle donated by a creepy alum (that we lost the key to and some frosh
subsequently hotwired)

* an arc welder

* a copy of the “Principles of Modern Chemistry” textbook that is partially sawed
in half

* two milk jugs of hydrochloric acid

… yeah, I don’t know either. But life around here is certainly interesting.