If this works and people enjoy it then I will make every effort to improve on the production values. Otherwise I apologise for what follows.

I was busy solving global warming this morning when one of my trusty agents within Murdoch sent me a coded pigeon message. Some kind of countdown had appeared on the strange coloured blocks on bush court and I was the only one that could get answers. Using the skills I learnt from watching zero episodes of 24 I broke into Murdoch’s office of Corporate Communication and interrogated one of the nice ladies about it. Despite asking as politely as I could all De was allowed to tell me was that something big was going to happen at three o’clock. I called Barrack and told him I needed to cancel our lunch, I had a much more important appointment to keep.

Jono’s blog has a sophisticated array of communication technology that allows us to go on scene anywhere in the world and report live. We have a news van with a satellite on it, a helicopter with a satellite on it and even a satellite with a satellite on it. Unfortunately the van was stolen, the helicopter is effectively useless as it can’t take off with the heavy satellite welded to it and we lost our satellite satellite when the Martians invaded last month. This meant I was forced to simply take my laptop and a camera up to campus and use twitter to annoy almost everyone who had no idea what was going on.

As my twitter feed will show Callum and I spent an entire hour trying to guess at what was going to happen when the countdown was finished. Our two prevailing theories were that it would either turn out to be a WMD or it would open up and release a drunken clown. Either way we were prepared to document the event and possibly fight a drunken clown to the death.

It would be fair to say that things were tense as the numbers entered the final countdown and we gripped our improvised anti-clown weapons tightly. Finally, the countdown and the words disappeared only to be replaced by....more words? Yes it seems Murdoch have not yet seen fit to give us all the pieces so we must wait for more information. Rest assured however that we will not rest until we manage to solve Murdoch’s version of the Da Vinci Code.

Regular readers will remember that at the end of last year there was a blogging assignment to do a chalk drawing and it was tied into personalised freethinking styles. My friends and I had a great time with this and our results still stain the wall to this day so it was pretty exciting to see more chalk drawings starting to pop up around campus.

Following the date Callum and I headed up to campus on the day to see what our “Murdoch Encounter” would be. We were a bit befuddled by the strange assortment of garbage assembled on Bush Court, none of it really resembling an encounter, but we persevered and were rewarded when some workmen came and set it all up.

I call the installation ‘it’ because I’m honestly not sure what ‘it’ is. It certainly seems to raise more questions than it answers and I have heard more than a few people express a small amount of frustration about the lack of a clear answer. The statements broadcast across the three screens probably didn’t do much to help as they were also quite cryptic.

Personally however I think this is better. We’re university students and we shouldn’t be spoon-fed the answers. The installation raises some interesting questions and paves the way for more exciting exhibitions on Bush Court which is empty far too often. Plus it looks pretty cool after dark when it transforms into a neon monster that is actually quite a bit of fun to photograph.