the knife

Last night I watched J.S.A (joint security area) by Chan Wook-Park (Old Boy) and drank beers with Ezra, though Ezra was lame and left halfway through to go to bed. Then Nicole, an R.A from the building next to us who is friends with the third years in this mod (and now me I guess), came by because she was bored. First she went over and talked to Carl in his room, than she sat down to watch part of the movie. For some reason the role I was playing just then—that is to say a guy drinking beer and watching a Korean movie by himself benevolently conversing with a visitor—was pleasing to me.

Later I was waiting for Carl outside so we could go see some people in mod 17, when a small group of second years called out to me and invited me to join them for a smoke. One of them was in my orientation group last year. Carl and I decided to join them. As we were sitting and talking, one of the girls got up to make some food, and she started to talk about the knife she was using with one of the other girls. I think they were resuming an earlier conversation. She said the knife was wonderful, and that when cutting onions her eyes didn’t tear up. I demanded a scientific explanation for this. She explained to all of us that the blade was so thin, it could cut between the cell walls or membranes. I said that cells are microscopic, so that would probably mean that the blade would have to be microscopic, and therefore invisible. An invisible knife might be dangerous, I said.

Well, I tried the knife, and it was a lot of un. Clearly, it was a good knife.