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Saturday, May 31, 2003

14.5

So I worked 14.5 hours straight from 8am to 10:30pm. I got hit three times in succession by a resident, but not very hard. I almost felt sorry for the guy. He really was trying to wallop me, but combined lack of strength and coordination made his efforts remarkably ineffective.


I've seen london I've seen france! I've seen Sasha's underpants

Hello all! Sasha and Tasara and I just returned from a wonderful 5-day jaunt in Paris where the weather was wonderful and the cheese was stinky. We all (illegally) shared a two-person room at the very top of a teeny tiny hotel with many stairs and not many showers. After many baguettes, stinky cheese, nutella, a midnight strike, and no museums, we have returned back to London via the internet's favourite airline: EasyJet. Now I’m sitting in the FSU where we used to have classes, ahhhhh, it’s good to be home again. The last time we were in London, we saw an all male cast performance of Richard II at The Globe; to compliment that, we are off now, this afternoon to see an all female rendition of Richard III. Very Cool.

Tasara has hooked us up with a wonderful little flat near waterloo, fully furnished and with the additional bonus of food! However, this place is only available for one night and I still have 5 more left here in London. What to do! Oh! What to do! I’m planning on hiding in the FSU student lounge…we’ll see if that actually works. Further updates as events warrant.
cheers mates!
-meg

Friday, May 30, 2003

shout out to bruce

lets hear it for bruce the security gaurd who asked me today, as i dutifully replaced another umble light baliste (or was that while i was slacking off because i was sick of this phys plant shit?), how long the shoup web site would still be up and in use. what do we say? he checks on it regularly, and said he would continue till it is no more...
so there you have it. big brother is watching, and he thinks you're the greatest.

oh yeah. love my job. oh yeah.
(fuck)


since when did you become david cortrights bitch

just a few clarifications:
item: previous sexually suggestive blogs my have been alluding to the piercing of ones ear and may have been written by mike shank
item: yay for the beach idea, magdalen's wedding is at the begining of august, maybe we can work it with that
item: so is ho in guatemala yet?


an adult post-modern discussion

fuck does this hurt? yep. sorry. okay. says he takes it much to hard. is this what you're trying to put in? yep. very small. la la la la la. does this burn? no. yea! i made it! nice. bj. turn it over little man. take your glasses off. can do. woah! oh, damn it! i'm having trouble lining it up with the hole. yep it's a bitch. damn it! damn IT! i'm asking for it! you know if you just want to leave mine in it... now put mine in. what is this? you are a bitch!

Thursday, May 29, 2003

D.C. & The Beach

Well, Celeste and I made it back to D.C. safely, despite rain, cold, and not eating. But then they had a good time in D.C., involving as highlights eating dinner with Tim Godshall's household (where I hopes to live next year) and talking to a two-year-old in French, mostly about his falling down.

But looking towards the future, I would love to organize a beach trip thing. Not one of those big things where you rent a cabin and stay for a week because I can't take that much time off of work. Rather an overnight sort of thing where you cram lots of people into cheap hotel rooms.

Time for this would have to be late July or early August I think because I won't be in town until late July and I'll be busy at law school starting August 17. The big question in my mind is: can we pick a time when the Schrocks will be in town so as to increase our odds of seeing them shove industrial waste and/or dead sea creatures into their swim suits. So Kate and Meg, what are your plans for visiting your mother, and can we make them coincide with fun at the shore? And what of the rest of you? The more the merrier, that's what I always say.

p.s. Another highlight of D.C.: baby pictures of Becca Landis, Hadley Lehman, Celeste, Meg, and Kate.

Tuesday, May 27, 2003

emily was too late. moldly cake consumed. anyone have any suggestions for road trip withdrawl? i'm doing everything i can besides sitting in parked cars for hours on end. i'm even listening to Cowboy Dan. maybe i can work it so i don't have to stay in one place for more than 3 weeks for the rest of my life. anyone want to go to D.C. with me sometime?


long live
shoup - which will never truely die.
brick - which might start soon.
phys plant - which i hate hate hate because i have to be there at six-o-fucking clock in the morning!

love to all, and see you at the phys if you're working there too...

Saturday, May 24, 2003

Hey all, we are here in Taizé, just kicking it with the Brothers and Tasara.
WE LOVE YOU.
meg & sasha

Friday, May 23, 2003

school is out...what to do?

COME TO HONG KONG SILLY FOA.


bob jones?

i think so

Wednesday, May 21, 2003

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dear shoup.blogspot.com administrators (specifically sasha, meg, and kate): i am a concerned foa who would like to have my blog account activated but can't for the life of me figure out how. please, welcome me into the fold by re-inviting me or somehow activating my account.

and this isn't eric. it's eric writing under the auspices of eriic's account.

sincerely,

eric


starbucks...

weiss, i would be very interested in reading your paper, could you email it to me? i am currently reading "No Logo", the "bible" of the anti-globalisation movement, in which Naomi Klein writes in great detail about the spread of the starbucks and it's predator mentality. i highly suggest you pick up a copy if you have not read it already.


29 Hours

Aha! I have just completed a massive, 22-page group paper. I now know more about Starbucks than I ever desired to know.

Today is also my last day at work.

I made potatoes for lunch.

And:two new developments in the living situation thing (not counting living with Carrie which came and went)! First, Ellen found another house accepting applications. Second, Jayne Thomas would be willing to split an apartment with me! Oh the scandal! Oh the excitement! I would enjoy it all. It's nice to have a back-up options like that. And what an option!


minor distractions
by Julia, Kate, and Katie O.


So we took a little detour to Moab, infuckingcredible. Granted utah is not on the way to Indiana, details details. THEN,... we looked at the map and noticed a great detour to from Moab to Johns sisters place, unpaved shmumpaved. No winter clearance? This is may, right? So 10 snow banks, and 1 giant fallen aspen tree later, with sticks as shovels and pocket knifes as saws, we concluded that 1/4 mile an hour was not particullarly efficient. As the Elks laughed at us, we solemn heartedly admitted defeat. And the world is beautiful, can we get an amen? ALWAYS MAKE EVERYTHING NEW.

PO

Monday, May 19, 2003

In Which I Am Obnoxious Through Posting, Both in Content and Quantity

Sarah, I'm sorry I have no poetry for you. I hope that someone else does. I have written only one poem in my life that I feel proud of to this day and I have lost track of where it is written down, though it did get into LMH's literary arts magazine so I suppose one could dredge up back-issues and find it there, though why one would want to do that I can't imagine.

I felt compelled to post just now both to waste time while my mix CD hotly burns away and also to let you all know that despite a general aversion to the literary form, I did come very close the other day to writing a poem. It used driving as a metaphor for destiny in a way that I can no longer remember which is good because if I could remember it better I would probably hate it. Hatred is my general feeling towards my efforts at poetry.


The Sun

So the sun broke in at about 5:15, waking me up. I'd gotten to sleep at 1 last night, and thus I was rather displeased. I suspect that the layout of trees and houses in the neighborhood creates a situation where, all of a sudden, the sun breaks in much earlier than before. This is stupid and bad because I want it to get light at 6:45, just before I have to get out of bed. Because of this I was in a pretty foul mood for most of the morning, then I realized that class was going by very quickly which perked me right up.

There remain only three days. I can't quite handle that. It's unbelievable. This is all coming to an end. Being as "this" means "May Term," I'm very pleased. It's not been the best time in the world, I'll tell you that, especially compared to spring semester which kicked my ass all over town. And I didn't get any hangnails during spring, either.

But Joel, I'm glad to hear about your garden. My mint that I planted at my parents' house two summers ago came up again this year, to my delight and squeeling. I'm looking forward to cooking mint curries this summer. I hope your garden exceeds your expectations.


gardens...

today after a delicious lunch, i went to my garden, where i planted a variety of korean seeds a good phriend sent to me. korean cabbage for "kim chee", pumpkin and tomatoes now lay in healthy composted soil awaiting a sunny day.

soon i will be harvesting a crop of vegetables from the early spring planting. three large bunches of bananas will be ready in the coming week as well. last week, one banana tree blew over in a storm so i made "mangu", a dominican dish. ah, summer is such a blessing--though i could do without the plethora of bloodsucking insects.

happy graduation! and end of may term!

Sunday, May 18, 2003

That Part of the Night

And then it was that part of the night, the part where you think, "I'm not that drunk yet. A few shots won't be a problem." And then you experience the predictable result: lots of vomiting, cleaning it up with ammonia right away because it's much easier when its fresh and you're too drunk to care.

And then you wake up in the morning, not quite sure how you got that dress off. The dress, despite the fact that you were kneeling in it on the bathroom floor, is in remarkably good condition. Better than you.

But aside from that, it was a good time.



ever thought to yourself, "hey, it might be fun to make this horse go a little faster by kicking it a little, it probably doesn't matter that my feet don't reach the stirrups."

Saturday, May 17, 2003

no
no


yeah it is, he's a hoot! he asked if we knew you

Friday, May 16, 2003


jason

holy fucking shit your with jason yoder!
tell that man a hello for me. he rocks.


surreal event of the decade award
ever seen those western movies (three amigos) where the cowboys are sitting around the fire, playing their guitars and so on?
picture this: in the middle of nowhere, fire crackling at your feet, horses surrounding you, dr. seuss plants dotting the landscape, the star speckled sky is lined by jagged rocky mountains. As you gaze in endless sea of stars (it's hokey for comic effect) you notice the moon working it's way into a full-blown lunar ecipse. then, off in the distance, you hear an unfamiliar sound coming from the lights to the east... could it be... yes... it's the sound of 16 women and a couple guys singing 606... they eating with out us (stacy and i) while we're left protecitng the state of arizona from a potential raging wild fire, bastards... ...surreal...

you can check out more AZ fun (and this time i think everything is working) at http://www.goshen.edu/~juliarh/arizona

Thursday, May 15, 2003

buddha's birthday celebration in the park, royal ballet, church at westminster abbey, max beckmann exibit at the tate, london symphoney orchestra at the barbican, ragtime, kensington gardens, national gallery, stomp, coventry, shakespeare's birthplace, his grave, lori anderson at the barbican, mexican wrestling at the tate, sexual perversity in chicago at some theater starring mather perry and hank azeria and minnie driver (not that good of a play, but there were famous people, I have pictures), another ballet: romeo and juliet at sadler's wells, heartlands (film), british museum, bomb-itty of errors, stonehenge, salisbury cathedral, russian ark (film), richard II at the globe, babelle hereuse at the barbican, hyde park...


while you're thinking:
Jerry Springer Rocks London!


here's something to think about:

Wednesday, May 14, 2003

Housing

Where will I live next year?

On Lamont Street with a bunch of socialist professionals who have been living in a group house since before I was a gleam in my parents' eye? They seem terribly organized, which fits with me. Indoor parking for the bike. Funny rules about meat that would annoy me more than cramp my style. It would be a walk to the metro, but then, maybe I could ride bike there. Except when it rains...

With Tim Godshall and other assorted Mennonite-diaspora people on Harvard? Closer to a metro (three blocks) and also with a garage for the motorcycle. Two spots opening, but lots of applicants Tim says and I really doubt I have the social bulk necessary to secure a spot ahead of other applicants.

In a basement under Carlos and Daiesha's (sp?) house? Very close to a metro at only one block. I'd be living alone, a totally new experience for me. I haven't actually gotten anywhere on this. I'll make Celeste call them when she hauls her ass back here. (We're over halfway, which is very nice.)

Somewhere that David High, the tall, cautious-voiced, long-haired Catholic U architecture student I knew from church in Lancaster locates? My mother told me on the phone that she is doubtful about the depth and usefulness of his contacts, but he seemed reasonably secure in his ability.

Somewhere else? Ellen said she'd keep her ear to the ground, and she will, she will.

And now the smell of the curry potatoes curls up the stairs in salutations of fennugreek and coriander, ginger and garlic. Oh the time I wasted cooking that I should've spent researching the international coffee crisis. But I got to talk to Hallie about ants and people so that was good. I also talked to the ants. We all do.

Oh, and this: yesterday at work there was an old tub of strawberries filled with assorted crackers. Someone had labeled it in black marker, intentionally or unintentionally abbreviating "assorted" into its first three letters. Darla and I could barely hold it in. "Did you label these?" I asked Rosa. "It's assorted crackers," she said, looking in the tub and then waving it at me, seeming to believe that I didn't understand the abbreviation at all rather than much too well. "I don't think she gets it," I whispered to Darla later. Darla shook her head slightly and laughed back.


passport fun
okay, soon the way to mexico again this morning i spilled a good deal of water on my crotch, so, as expected, i took off my jeans and hung them out the window, completely forgetting my passport was in the ass pockect, so my passportspent the hot Arizona afternoon on the side of some dirt road somewhere.
fortunatly a guy found it, called my dad, and all is well in the world of passports. and then i found five dollars. and then i was stabbed.

Tuesday, May 13, 2003

blog

i now have my own blog @ http://www.goshen.edu/cgi-bin/blosxom/ericam
don't bother checking it out, because i'm not going to post to it and you can't either.
isn't that exciting?
we can all have a blog not to care about or post to.
(it's for class)

Monday, May 12, 2003

it's a photo i had to take for class. I had it on hand. I'll get a new one in there soon.
he's sitting next to me.


darren showalter?

Sunday, May 11, 2003

so anyone who has either news or events that need to be gotten on the website give me a whoop whoop. thanks
- posted by eric @ 11:32 PM 0 comments


eric, change the "notes" section.
grab a camera from ITS, take a picture, put it on there. If you have no text to add there, take two pictures.


gyso

robin,

i have to say that i updated the site just yesterday afternoon. you have obviously lost the ability to think. no, concentrate, that's it.

Saturday, May 10, 2003

sung to the tune of that camp song where you stand up and sit down
javelina, javelina, javelina, javelina.
looks like a pig.
javelina, javelina, javelina, javelina.
is not a pig.

looks like a pig.
javelina.
is not a pig.
javelina.
looks like a pig.
javelina.
is not a pig.


oh woe is my connection speed
it's 2 am, and for some ridiculous reason i'm up, uploading pictures at 22k! i've spent the last two weeks of my life sharing a bed with julia, with julia and katie, with julia katie and andrea, with emily and stacy, a very confusing night with emily followed by stacy, and finally on a cold cement floor, not to mention two nights prior to AZ spent under the stars. i haven't woken up after 8am since i can't remember, sometimes before 6 so we can get a hike in before breakfast. but enough moaning, it's great to hear from all, i haven't been attacked by monkies, but i saw my share of mountain lions, bobcats, javvalinas, and so on at the desert museum today, not to mention the ever abundant rattle snakes and whip snakes around here. I did have frightening incedent on an afternoon hike up a washed out gully. simply put, climbing about 8 or nine feet above a rock surface/water and before i know it the dog has jumped on to my arms, throwing me backwards off the "cliff," some how i got myself turned around into a knee slide and all is well. yay.

mexico was crazy.
everyone speaks spanish there.
i don't.
consequently i watched a lot of TV with my host family.
not consequently,
regardless.

I'm going to sleep in tomorrow, perhaps till 9.

Thursday, May 08, 2003

Monkey Business

Hmmm, it's interesting that you should ask. Living roughly on the same moutain chain inhabited by a large group of monkeys does present the occasional problem. I live on the third floor of building owned by the CCA (Christian Conference of Asia) and on the first floor is our cafeteria. Last december a six-pack of beer mysteriously dissapeared out of the fridge, followed by my prized papaya from our admittedly sickly papaya tree, and then a banana i left on my balcony one night. oh, alright, the latter item was a test.

My concern lies with the babies however. HK families enjoy hiking on my mountain chain and in the process often feed the monkeys, even though signs forebidding such acts litter the path. Peronsally, I've never been directly threatened by the monkeys in our area. But the moment they go after my swiss chocolate, all hell breaks loose. You should appraoch Liz Hershberger and Sophie Charles about their experience being physically assaulted by a monkey in mainland china. In retrospect, I ought to have filmed it, seeing that I was with them at the time.

Since the beginning of the year, over 30 people have been attacked by the monkeys in our region. Honestly, I go to bed worrying not about SARS but rather a troup of monkeys attacking me while I work with my compost piles. What shall I ever do? Ask Paul.

-fath



breakfast (traditional english)

eggs, "bacon" (ham), sausage, baked beans, a tomato, toast, cereal, orange juice, tea/coffee/chocolate

and I'm still hungry by 2:00


To sleep, perchance to dream

Yes, Eric, I think I speak for all of us when I say that we all, really, do care, just as we really care for all of us. In this vein, it has been just delightful to spend the last five minutes reading all these postings of love and finding out up to what all the Shoupers/FOAS are, scattered around the globe as we find ourselves. Thanks all for sharing your stories, what.

Personally, I found a bit of myself in peaceful Stratford-upon-Avon, in the church where Shakespeare is buried with wife, daughter and son-in-law. It was very different from the rest of the Stratford-upon-Tourist scene that suceeds in dominating the town, getting in your pants and sucking out all your pounds. Meg and I stumbled across the church as we were wandering along the Avon and had to climb a wall to get in by way of the graveyard. (This was after breaking into Shakey Willey's "birthplace," which turned out to be a fraudulent mess.) Wonderful day. Then, a stirring performance of that misogynist favourite "The Taming of the Shrew" that provoked lots of thoughts and laughs and had incredibly strong acting and production value.

But tonight I go to "Ragtime" (because I missed it awhile back) and an Evensong service at St. Paul's. This should be a big ornate Chruch of England thing, like the Mass at Westminster Abby last Sunday, so I hope I don't fall alseep. Likewise, Eric, don't fall alseep in class; Derek, (I mean, Mr. Bontreger) definitely don't fall alseep in your class; Joel, don't sleep during typhoons; Arizona folks don't fall (asleep) on a cactus; Alisa, sleep a lot because it helps the culture shock and Mike don't fall alseep anywhere unless it's part of an avant-garde art statement. Everybody else should sleep all the freaking time.

cheers (and see you in dreams),
sasha miguel

Wednesday, May 07, 2003

not that you care

but i'm sitting in class again. i didn't break my glasses, but i didn't get much sleep either.

Tuesday, May 06, 2003

clarification

I saw pete hartman in shertz lab today and would just like to clarify.
he was not listening to aphex twin richard d. james album,
he was listening to surfer rosa by the pixies. broken face.
uh huh. uh huh.


i've got no lips i've got no tongue i've got no lips i've got no tongue...

Monday, May 05, 2003

Typhoonesque Morning

Yesterday morning I awoke to violent winds and crashing rain. Sitting up in my bed, I immediately thought "typhoon!". But alas, it was not to be so.

I suggest, or rather, demand that all you Shoupers read Naomi Klein's novel "No Logo".

on * -joel

* 'on' is the romanization of the Chinese character which stands for peace. on, also spelled an, is a combination of two other characters: roof and woman. simply put, if the woman is in charge of the house, there is peace.


"My name is De-, uh, Mr. Bontreger"

So, I had my first in-class experience today and I must say that it was quite fun. I drove out to Shipshewana this morning (I had to be there at 7:30) with three other education students. I went to my classroom where Mrs. Lambright introduced "Mr. Bontreger" to the class. For the first part, I did not do much other than observe, but then I got to grade some papers, help some students with their reading and I also had some one-on-one time helping a student with some math problems (this is a 2nd grade classroom). Overall, it was a rather fun morning and it helped me to get over some of my fears. Some of the students were surprisingly upfront and not very shy, coming up to me and talking to me, asking my name, etc. There are also a fair amount of Amish students in my class as well. Quite a few of the students are already getting used to calling me Mr. Bontreger which is kind of cool (but also kind of weird). I really like the teacher I'm working with as well, so that helps out a lot. She told me tomorrow that I should introduce myself to the class and she's giving me 20 minutes to do so. So, I need to come up with enough to fill up that amount of time with (I hope they have questions). Anyway, I guess that it's a good sign that so far I have not been scared away and that I am already beginning to like the students. This also means some early mornings since I'm going to have to be out there at 7:50A.M. every Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday this term. (But, that also means that I get out of going to all of the chapels/convos this term since I will be in Shipshe.) Okay, enough blabbing...


while other arizona shoupers are off doing cool things:
-katie ho: driving to tucson (or as kate spells it "tuscon")
-kate: climbing rocks and most likely wrestling with katie o
-katie o: climing rocks and mo... well, see above.

... I feel I have to blogin to get my hourly dose of shoup. For my project, i'm doing plant transects with jon bon that were started by darren bender two years ago. ah, the history in this place. it's especially fun because if you say it fast, it sounds obscene. but katie's project kicks my butt. i kind of wish i would have gotten in on it when the getting was good. on a happier note, we go to mexico soon (tomorrow?)! and kate began the long, slow process of teaching me how to do a wheelie. love to all the non-az shoupers and FOAS.


class
that's where I am. yep.
maybe I wish I wasn't, but I am.

Sunday, May 04, 2003

London!

-so I'm in london, yay! so are sasha and tasara and andrea and ross, yay!
-so far: a ballet, a church service, some galleries, and the london symphony...more to come
-I broke my glasses...no, the screw didn't fall out; they're broken. as of now, they have a rubber band over the lense that is keeping the frame together...it's swell
-still looking for super glue

eric, refer to your mail.

Saturday, May 03, 2003

here's to html tags
and here's to meg: what am i to do with anne hostetlers page, and where is what you've done? also, how do i access getyourshoupon to update it?

and here's to all y'all:
it don't feel like a house here without your dirty socks on the floor and dishes in the sink. i love you and want you to come home now. whatever i did, i'm sorry.

oh, and i'm staying in school. for now.

Friday, May 02, 2003

So stinkin' long!

Wow, I have not blogged in such a long time that even though at the present moment I haven't a lot to say (well, at least not much that I would be willing to blog about!) that I thought I would post something anyway. My major has officially begun and starting Monday I will be going to Shipshewana since there is an elementary school there where I will be observing and interacting.

A shout-out to missing Shoupers. You are missed.


pictures
so no one has a digital camera here, but you can check out pics katie o's aunt took at http://www.goshen.edu/~juliarh/arizona/.

Thursday, May 01, 2003

I guess this is goodbye colombia/cuba/germany/DR pals
you've been a perfect friend
I hate to see us part colombia/cuba/germany/DR pals
some day I'll buy you back (??)

I'll see you soon again
I hope that when I do

It won't be on a plate

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