Bwog has been readying a list of procrastination tips, but an ambitious group of SEAS students has outdone every activity we Bwoggers suggested. James Williams reports that just outside of Butler stands–yes–a frisbee-throwing machine. And daily editor Justin Vlasits overheard a poetic passerby mutter “and my heart is like a frisbee flying onto the lawn.” Bwog is mystified by this utterance, but that might just be because Bwog’s heart and mind are like a squirrel’s wrinkled corpse, sucked dry by a masterful hawk. Thank you, reading week, for your joys (see photo at right) and terrors (see previous sentence).