WHY? :(

WHY? :(
WHY? πŸ™

That looks like a very sad “WHY?” so I am guessing something has gone badly for you. The “why” is sometimes not knowable by mere mortals or walls. I am sorry and hope things get better.

Everyone always asks you questions, Wall.

Everyone always asks you questions, Wall. Do you have a question for us?
Everyone always asks you questions, Wall. Do you have a question for us?

Well, since I am in the O’Neill lobby, I don’t get outside much. What is something you saw outside that made your day?

A rock painted like a ladybug! :)
A rock painted like a ladybug! πŸ™‚

The whole concept of painted rocks is a delight and a wonder. A ladybug! Splendid!

the sun, clouds, stars, watching students interact around campus, people walking their pets, Gasson (especially at night!), some flowers still in bloom, the Res (baby geese!), the last of the fall foliage, lights reflecting off puddles, people sharing their umbrellas
the sun, clouds, stars, watching students interact around campus, people walking their pets, Gasson (especially at night!), some flowers still in bloom, the Res (baby geese!), the last of the fall foliage, lights reflecting off puddles, people sharing their umbrellas

Thank you! What a wonderful set of mental pictures!

Wall lore?

Wall lore?
Wall lore?

We tend to be strong and supportive (though sometimes divisive), and our legends and traditions uphold these values. We look up to our heroes, like The Great One. We tell tales of valor, like when my Mom, who is a seawall, bravely faced down The Perfect Storm of 1991…