Oberlin, Ohio

Well, I returned just a few short days ago from my one week music synthesis camp (Don't ask) in Oberlin, Ohio. Despite a few solid inside jokes and misdemeanors, little happened that is worthy of reenactment. The 'gist of it is that our teacher (program director) Gary Lee N. (to preserve his identity, for more info, google "Oberlin Timara Gary Lee") was a total hippy, had a long white beard that was more reminiscent of Father Time than Santa Clause. Despite the use of semi-modern equipment, Gary failed to teach us about anything that has been made since 1970. His zaney antics and habit of going 20+ minutes over the allotted class time earned him much discussion at the Mead Hall, bringing all of the attendees closer in their mutual confusion.
A few funny characters were:
Chris aka "Nascar" aka "The Derty South" aka "South"- this guy played almost as mean an accent as a guitar and was once quoted as yelling at a woman (imagine the southern accent) "Hey! Are you hot? I can't tell!"
Schuster aka "Silent Bob" aka "Blue"- this guy was from Michigan but the accent seemed more Minnesota to me, always wore a hat that read "Show me your boobs."
Jesse aka "Red"- A fellow Virginian, from Falls Church no less; helped me coin the phrase "if ya come'n o'er 'ere an' sit on ma lap...I'll giya a...butternut squash." also quoted as saying, at the sight of Oberlin's athletic facility that resembles a tire factory "...But nobody's been in that gym for thirty years!!!"
Here is my final project for the program, a 70's porno groove that was jammed by several of us in the lounge at 1 AM.
That's the basic run down, more on my current activity in a bit.