Sunday, August 31, 2003
I've got a Swedish Krona coin. A homeless man gave it to me. Someone else gave it to him. Isn't that a lousy scam? Lying and saying, "Sorry man, no change," is one thing but giving him a worthless coin? Shit. The man talked me into paying his bus fare asI waited for the 42. Then he decided to go and asked if I would just give him the money anyway. I was drunk and he'd given me a nifty Swedish coin (plus he'd made the wait go by quicker by talking about a club nearby) so I fell for it. It's an easy scam; play it three times and you'll have enough money for some cheap beer.
Take a US coin out of your pocket. Hold it so the picture is facing up the right way. Now turn it over, spinning it left/right. The picture on the other side is upside down. Not so with the krona, where the picture on each side (a face and a crown) are pointing the same direction.
Sleeping till 3:00 P.M.? ... Cool.
In spite of the fact that Blogging about it may not be cool, I still chose to do so. Eric Kanagy's telephone call rudely woke me up today while I was trying to get my sleep. I then found myself in a state of shock, since I would have guessed it was five hours earlier. At least I got a healthy 12 hours of sleep.
just to be sure:
we haven't even been in school for a week yet?!?
Friday, August 29, 2003
lauren, modest mouse, the popo, and mgd
thanks to lauren for providing brick house with some mgd, which we utilized (along with some cloves) last night to disturb the peace. we (beachy, dyck, meg, and i) were porchin' it and decided to play some tunes. well by the time we got through top-of-the-lungs versions of say it ain't so, where is my mind, and cowboy dan the popo (the fuzz, pigs, cops) showed up and busted the party. actually there was just one of em and he was really nice. but it was exciting. so thanks lauren, and have fun in oregon
So there's a big "get-to-know-you" thing at McFadden's tonight. Maybe if my housemates are doing other stuff and both Tasara and Helen are busy I'll go. But don't count on it.
Also, today I have to go and try to get a bank account. That should be interesting. I have a massive check for all the money I have to live off of until January. Hopefully they'll let me deposit it and give me checks. They better, fools.
Also, there are a million-and-one cool people coming to the 9:30 club. Unfortunately, I have no concert-going friends in DC. Grr. I have to make some, and quick before Lucinda Williams sells out.
Girlyman, Sept. 6 at the Brew
So, I go through these phases. Sometimes I find myself hardly ever Blogging and then other times (like now) I feel like I almost become obnoxious. Sorry if this is the case. I just felt the need to tell everybody who reads the Blog that Girlyman is returning to Goshen: "the Land where [their] conversion van was made." I really enjoyed being introduced to this band's music when they debuted at the Brew last school year (I recently bought their debut album). So if you're interested, they do their thing at 8 P.M. (I'll be there!)
Throughout the past few years I have slowly come to grips with the fact that my dad has a mullet, and he has had one for at least as long as I've been alive. I was again reminded of this fact as my dad and I were walking into a restaurant the other week when, as we were walking through the parking lot, a car drives by with its window rolled down and we hear: "MULLET!" My dad just looked confused for a second and looked at me and said, "Were they talking to you?" I answered back, "No, I have no idea whom they were talking to." Oh well, at least he's happy, living in his ignorance.
Thursday, August 28, 2003
rules are rules
it's happened before.
and some theater students are starting a film club based on my film list.
which hasn't happened before. but is happening now.
email phoebe or something if you're interested. or maybe i'll post when we're gonna meet first.
i love my schedule.
i love you too.
one road at a time, bitch
weiss, those are the rules that i have always remembered playing with, although i am no authority. you might do better to ask stan.
So I played Settlers of Catan with my housemates last night. I lost, as always. But here's something I need to know: didn't we play that you could only build one road at a time? Is that a house rule or is that just in the German version? Or am I making that up? 'Cause Jeff screwed me big time by building three roads in one turn, cutting off my hopes of connecting to get the GroBelangestrasse. And I thought you weren't allowed to do that.
Wednesday, August 27, 2003
"Goshen College, please hold."
Monday was extremely hectic. I trained three people!!! And there were two times when all five off-campus phone lines were blinking! With that many people calling in, it's hard to remember who asked for what and so forth, prompting me to welcome somebody's call with the jarring comment: "Yes, we have sculpture."
So I hope you guys are all surviving your fall semesters. We had a big storm here in DC same as you. Knocked down trees and whatnot. I was sitting in the lounge at the law school when it happened and I laughed at all the well-dressed people scurrying in out of the pouring rain.
And while you're all partying to celebrate things, I'd advise you to keep your pants on. There's a certain individual I recall having problems with this at one point last year. Robin, we're looking at you here. And you thought I would just be kind and let you forget it...
Good bye Bob Evans, and good riddance!
My thoughts on the subject.
oh my gawd, it's fall semester
so my semester has gotten off to a fuckin' crazy start. i'm doing so much class juggling my head is spinning. i'm petitioning to replace humanities with aesthetics and ceramics. i'm also trying to get out of jazz band, hopefully making up my own combo, where i'd do oedipus-esque stuff, of course. and i'm arranging an intership with a web designer (hopefully joel miller, of brother to jesse fame) to complete my writing minor. in this internship i'd make a website of cd reviews and joel would advise me. if all of this works out i can save an ass load of money by going part time next semester.
yes and i assume y'all know brick is 537-0866.
You know you attend college in the mid-west when you spend registration day in a basement.
Ok so lets open the pathway to verbal communication by posting our telephone numbers. I will start the ball rolling with a 7163.
John Eicher: they didn't give us any damn phones in kulp so i neither know nor care to know what my number is...at least until i get, ya know, a phone..
and there you have it.
Monday, August 25, 2003
Went to watch Tim and Jeff play on the Christ House softball team against the Office of Management and Budget Baseliners. The Christ House Batitudes lost 8 to 10, sadly. Afterwards we went to Millie & Al's in Addams-Morgan.
In other good news, Tasara emailed me back with her phone number. I was hoping she'd want to hang out.
Finally, some Josts and Fairfields I can feel superior to.
Sunday, August 24, 2003
Hey, that thing in the fountain went off pretty well, didn't it?
So the thing in the fountain went pretty well today. Good friends, good corn, good times in the water. It's always nice to see the fresh young things all 250 of them
and play hackey-sack with the new Josts and Fairfields (aka the American Puppies
). Thank goodness I wore the neat-o red boxers today (and, actually, yesterday, as well as the day before...) Anyway, the FMLN is now off to a grand start. A big thanks to Joel, Ben, So, Julia, Lanny, Jodi, Paul and Tim. Tim's putting a new site up--www.turail.org
--for the Underground Railroader, official mouthpeice of the FMLN, and actions are forthcoming.
Oh, and there's a soccer game tonight. 7:30-ish. Bring a trashcan. And for fuck's sake,
get out there and rock the gctracks.net
, it's good for everybody.
for those of you who weren't there:
the excitment of the night was orange and chunky.
the excitement of the morning was the mothers of our new american puppies
arriving in search of their previous american dogs' furniture
Saturday, August 23, 2003
The party turned out to be okay. I had to explain Mennonites. I didn't talk much. That's always the trick. People love to talk about themselves. Gay Buddhists. Jewish lesbian Bostonites. White liberal Seattlites. White Texan philosophy grad students married to white liberal Seattlites. And so on. And about 10pm everyone left to go bar hopping. Everyone except me. I went home on the metro.
Where I found Tim Kennel. He'd been in Vancouver for a family reunion for the past week but is home now. I talked to him about his job (eliminating bad addresses from Census Dept. lists), tried to find NBC (unsuccessfully so no SNL), read personal ads (some very optimistic: "looking for petite female (under 120 lbs.)"), and drank iced mint tea with vanilla Bacardi which almost was the highlight of the night.
Someone once asked me what my pet peeves are.
"What pet peeves," I thought, "I don't really get angry."
I corrected myself upon consideration and admitted that I do get upset when people don't put tapes and cds (from the radio station) where they belong; it is very easy since the tapes list on the cover where and when they should be placed.
Now, I am adding a new one: when the tapes aren't recorded. I'm sick of playing standbys.
Not that any of you care about this, except maybe Joel.
So on to something important: Flotilla the hun. We've only got one month before it gets cold, and there are only four weekends in that month. So, we need to formalize the rules, set a governing body, a date, and do publicity.
Also; Hurrah! I'm moving into Brick House, why not. Oi!
Far be it from me to judge and slight anyone, but maybe Tim Shenk was right when he called first years "bright eyed and bushy tailed."
Two boys (come on now) waved to me from across campus on Friday. I have no idea who they were but the incident reminded me that an incoming class not only includes freshman girls but also freshman male jerks.
And so I can still get a date on Friday nights: I was only 25% serious when I said that thing about freshman girls.
Sometimes their older sisters help them move in.
overheard while napping in my sister's room on miller 2nd:
"hey! there's a guy in that room. i don't think he's supposed to be there, do you know who he is?"
"no, i don't"
fits of giggles
The Self-Appointed King of Bad Timing
Well, I'm bored at the switchboard. It's Saturday and we're open because it's orientation weekend (we're also open tomorrow). I think I'm averaging about three or four calls an hour. So anyway, I was pretty bored and called up Landon and talked to him for a while. I ended that conversation with the comment, "Well, there's nobody else here so I guess I could just masturbate" (completely in jest obviously, I don't do such things at the switchboard!). So I'm sitting at the computer going through my e-mail when who else but Ron Stutzman walks out of his office. I don't know how he could have not
heard my comment! Then, after he closes and locks all of the doors that he needs to, he says something to the effect of "See you later," but I swear he had this little smirk on his face as if to say "Yeah...."
Friday, August 22, 2003
There's no place like...
home, which is where I'm headed. Tonight! I'm getting a ride from Scottdale with my great-aunt and uncle, and should be in around 7pm. Party at Nate's what?
And to get us back in that scholarly, back-to-school mode, here's a little paper about London and hip-hop
. It's last-midnight computer-lab stuff, but that's what a degree is made of.
See you on the Brick couch tonight,
Thursday, August 21, 2003
"Such a nice young man!"
My mother informed me that as young Sir Michael Shank exited the financial aid office, Judy Moore, somebody else who works in that office, made this remark. Keep up the good work, Mike! :)
- I think the book you mean is A Farewell to Arms. It takes place in Italy during the Great War. Can't be sure if I remember the sniper rifle (it's been a while) and there's a woman in basically every Hemmingway book (except when there's a fish), but I think that's it.
- You should go for Katie Yoder. She goes to East Chestnut Street. Of course, that does mean that she's in Lancaster which does limit her geographic accesibilty, but maybe your location or hers will change. And I won't tell her ex anything about it. Steve Zimmerman is a 3L here at GW.
And the first day of classes was not too hard. My classmates are bright, but not any brighter than I am. I'll do fine.
this friday will be the last san marcos friday of the summer. and everyone should come! it'll be a blast! (noon at san marcos). also how about going to the dunes sometime this weekend? it was a blast last sunday.
Wednesday, August 20, 2003
Okay, so maybe you could call me on this one, but here are 5 of my favorite books.
1. High Fidelity
2. The Song of Songs
3. The Sun Also Rises
4. That one Sci-fi book.
5. My father's unabridged copy of the works of Poe.
1- I read this in Cuba, along with AHWOSG (which gets honorable mention) and I connected with it because I, too, want to be young, anguished/in love/malaised, dj-ing, shop-owning, and british (or at least living in britain). Actually both of those books gave me a bit of a quarter-life crisis based on not having done anything (like form a rock band).
2- Canonized sex, oh boy!
3- Possibly I'm confusing this with For Whom The Bells Toll or A Farewell to Arms. Actually I'm totally lost now and don't know which I prefer, the one where he's in Italy with a woman and a sniper rifle, or the one where he's an expatriate in Paris with no Penis.
4- I can't recall the title for the life of me, but it was about this little alien boy who had a hunchback and a pet (that liked him but could absolutely kill other people -- and they could communicate telepathicly), and he had been enslaved and basically everyone hated him but then this man and woman who were intergalactic bounty hunters rescued him and he had adventures and found out, well I won't tell you, but it's really good. I connected with it a lot. I was in 3rd grade.
5- I love Poe.
Iron Jack Flint
Because I'm like Sasha, but my name starts with a J instead of an S... Arr!
So, I'm back in Indiana, hangging out with the 'rents. I'll come over at Brick soon.
One of my Mexican-American co-workers this summer said Jesse translates to Jesus in Spanish. Or Chuy for short.
I think this is my list, for now...
1. A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius - Dave Eggers
2. White Noise - Don DeLillo
3. Siddhartha - Herman Hesse
4. Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
5. Cat's Craddle - Kurt Vonnegut
Calico Jenny Kidd
Often indecisive, you can't even choose a favorite color. You're apt to follow wherever the wind blows you, just like Calico Jack Rackham, your namesake. Even though you're not always the traditional swaggering gallant, your steadiness and planning make you a fine, reliable pirate. Arr!
just for the record, when i answered all the questions honestly, i came up with what i believe is the most boring pirate name possible. so i lied a little to make myself look cooler. or at least more colorful.
Mad Morgan Bonney
Every pirate is a little bit crazy. You, though, are more than just a little bit. You can be a little bit unpredictable, but a pirate's life is far from full of certainties, so that fits in pretty well. Arr!
I don't know what they're talking about. Unpredictable smunbredictable.
also, do I sense a computer a t work here? bonney = "You can be a little bit unpredictable..."; kidd = "traditional swaggering gallant..."
mind the puncuation.
Tuesday, August 19, 2003
Black Tom Bonney
Like anyone confronted with the harshness of robbery on the high seas, you can be pessimistic at times. You can be a little bit unpredictable, but a pirate's life is far from full of certainties, so that fits in pretty well. Arr!
boy, I´ll say.
(and thats bonney, not boney. though the difference may be small. either way i´m pessimistic at times.)
I have finnished 3 books so far. And burned the skin off my back. Arrr.
You all ought to try marriage for a change. honeymoons have a lot going for them.
so do cuba libres. and the ¨purple parrot special.¨ Arrrr.
See you all soon.
keep your buckles swashed till I get back.
Sara Y. reccommended that I date her sister. I told her that as I understood it she was rather picky about that sort of thing. Sara corrected me, that she was referring to her oldest sister, Katie. I didn't know that there was such a person. Anyway, Sara said this because I recently turned old (24) and Katie is old too (25). Also, she was drunk.
In other news, I'm hating life.
So, what's going to happen to our web site (getyourshoupon) once the next school year starts? Is it strictly a Shoup 2002-03 site or are we planning on passing it on to the next generation of Shoupers?
Red Jack Rackham
(And Kate, it's penis puppetry
better yet:Red Charity RackhamPassion is a big part of your life, which makes sense for a pirate. You have the good fortune of having a good name, since Rackham (pronounced RACKem, not rack-ham) is one of the coolest sounding surnames for a pirate. Arr!
* although, in my personal opinion, it kinda sounds like a british football team
p.s. Derek interesting that you should bring up "penis puberty", i actually checked out "The Ancient Art of Genital Origami" from our very own Goshen Library last Thursday, i'll be sure to get it in on time to avoid a late fine late fine.
Okay, so I am now a law student. Katie Yoder (Sara and Jessica's older sister) warned me that there's very much an attitude here of hard drinking as a way to deal with stress. "No biggie," I thought, "same holds at Dam Green." But it is different somehow when the administrators themselves are advocating it. It's really weird.
Not sure about making friends. We have small-section legal writing and I wave at those people when I pass them on the sidewalk, but everybody here has so much money that it's kind of weird. There are probably some good people here, though; out of 1500 there has to be. I'll find them tomorrow at club breakfast. Arrr!
Also, I am writing this on my laptop which is connected through a godawful expensive wireless card. It's nifty I guess, but also kind of crazy.
The church bells outside are actually playing a tune, but I don't recognize it.
Finally, I do like my housemates and I find that I do enjoy riding the bus. It's such a low-stress way to get around, especially when all the routes run at least every ten minutes.
Iron Anne Kidd
A pirate's life isn't easy; it takes a tough person. That's okay with me, though, since I am that person. Even though I'm not always the traditional swaggering gallant, my steadiness and planning make me a fine, reliable pirate. Arr!
*eh, i'm not convinced, I think a better pirate name would be "scampithilempiph." OH NO! it's the dread pirate "aaagkmblechbwaht" she's coming to take all our cheese and eat it too! jump the deck nothing stands in the way of the terrible "waaandiprchragggigla!!"
More Pirate Fun (+booty!)
Since I know we're all really looking foward to September 19th to get our Arrrrr!
and Avast ye mateys!
on, go find out what your pirate name is
and try to get people to call you that all day.
For example, mine is "Iron Sam Flint
" ('cause I'm hard and sharp like the rock flint but also easily chipped and sparky, apparently). Arrrrr!
! Approved by Mr Dave Barry
Monday, August 18, 2003
Lice, penis puppetry...and other fun things!
Julia Hershberger so kindly checked and she did not find one louse crawling around my scalp. I was a little paranoid because Scott Huston has them and we were just in a play together (and I bet that he's very appreciative of the fact that I just shared that with you all). The play is now over and we didn't go to Chicago and I'm going to get my bonus for working there a certain number of days (actually I have not missed a day yet!). Yay! So now I'm not exactly sure what all to do with my free time. I guess I can concentrate this next week on getting all of my shit together and moving it to the House (Formerly Known as "Vita") or 12th Street House, as the geniuses up in Student Life chose to rename it. So, my sister went (with her boyfriend and a former GC student) to a Chicago-based show entitled Puppetry of the Penis: The Ancient Art of Genital Origami
where two men show off the fact that they can make their penes look like various animals and stuff. Weird. Now, I would like to conclude this e-mail by stating my annoyance at our college library for giving me a late fee for not paying my late fee in time (they gave me a week!). Maybe I'm overreacting, but to me that's a little excessive. They took $8 out of my account instead of the 3 that they should have. I feel like going bitchcakes on their asses!
guatemala, me, lindsy, and a honeymoon
hey all, congrats on the play, phys plant labor and everything else. yo y Lindsy estamos en Antigua , Guatemala rocking it. We´re having a great relaxing time here (though we miss yáll).
Thanks to those of you that helped out with the wedding, or even just showed up. it was a great time for us, we hope it was for you too.
mike, the list will come, patience...
peace and love,
husband and wife
congrats to all involved in the play. very well done and thought provoking. mmm... intelectualisms. (do the gesture). also where is everyone's lists?? inquiring minds want to know.
Just in case you missed it:
Fuck, Shit, Damn!
Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!
So, maybe the reason many people have sex is because they simply don't know what else to do with a romantic relationship. I mean, that's sort of the conclusion that I'm coming to -- why else do I want to date someone? Sure, there's emotional support and solidarity and all that, but I can get that from my friends and family, no?
Another thing that bugs me is that I can be really attracted to someone and then within the span of a half an hour (and perhaps a few drinks) I'll be all about someone else.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
It's all... well it all just seems incomprehensible to me and the more I get involved in it the less sense it makes. I'd leave it alone, fuck it all, but I can't. Perhaps I could, but I don't want. Shit. Fuck, shit, cock-sucking cunt, shit!
No, really; SHIT!
Saturday, August 16, 2003
So I listened to MC Solaar while I unpacked and I remember now just how great of an album Prose Combat
is. Oh yeah. My room is large and now very neat, though lacking in windows. Oh well. We have DSL and two phone lines here at Harvard. I will be happy here. But I will need to listen to MC Solaar on Monday morning to get psyched up to meet other GW students. They seem very scary. I will wear my army-surplus pants and then I will feel able to take them on.
It has happened.
Yes folks, it has. Today I witnessed little Yummy running out of the house to flick off (some of us say "flick", not "flip") her neighbor, quite fervently I might add, as her neighbor walked away from her house.
Friday, August 15, 2003
I am employed!
yay for me i got a job at south side, hurrah for white button down shirts and black pants! hurrah also for training wed. morning and working wed. night, then sat., then wed., thurs., and friday!! yay, i will have money and i won't have to beg fried mush off of eric anymore! speaking of which, great party rubber!
as for top five books:
4. Derek Franklin "Flash MX creative web animation and interactivity"
5. the HTML Bible
2. Margret Wise Brown "Run Away Bunny"
3. Yann Martel "Life of Pi"
1. David Macaulay "the way things work"
Thoughts from Packing Up
- What about these white pants I bought for SST? Could they be cool? Should I bring them? They look okay with the Leonardo shirt, right? They're so wrinkled that it's hard to tell. I wish someone was here to consult me on this.
- So I was putting away my pants and I heard this jingle. So I looked through the pockets.
And then I found 26c!
- Everything comes to you. I have to pack. I have to pack. I have to pack. I have to pack.
And now it's all packed. I'm going to run some errands, then put the boxes and bags in the garage. (Five books coming soon, I swear.)
books, books, i like books
alright, i suggest a top five favorite books listing
salman rushdie "midnight's children"
gunter grass "tin drum"
thomas pynchon "v."
flannery o'connor "wise blood"
ernest hemmingway "sun also rises"
(runner up: "catch 22")
Thursday, August 14, 2003
Last day at work was so-so, except for an argument with Gideon about racism and Jody not showing.
Sasha, good to hear that the lights are back on for you.
Robin, sorry (again) that I'll miss your birthday.
But most interestingly, Rachel Hoover finally called today. We'd planned on hanging out in August but it never happened. We talked about her time in Germany. I caught her up to Goshen gossip which, even though I'm not Ross Bay, was very easy because she knows basically nothing.
Power to the people
Robin: Happy birthday, yo.
All: Hope you gots power
Getting really excited about seeing you (I'm coming around the 23rd),
I forgot what my header was going to be
Oi, oi, say the boys say the boys
Ill, ill, say the girls say the girls.
Tonight (sorry, short notice) at Rubber House there will be a nice little soiree. It'll start after the show, so maybe 10, maybe 10:30. It's for me birthday, savvy? So do me a favor and dress nice. I guess I can't make it a black tie only event, but put on a button down shirt at least.
Mojitos and Pina Coladas will be provided.
P.S. Come to the show.
P.P.S. This event is being hosted by my sisters (and one friend).
Sorry, Brick House, for vomiting on your bushes. Though I suppose it was probably all for the best. I learned some very important lessons. Like: don't drink so much, fool.
Today is my last day at work. I have very mixed feelings about this. I'm nervous about it, feel good about leaving some parts, feel like I'm walking out on others.
But I'm magnificently excited to be moving to DC on Saturday. Just as soon as I get done packing. I got a kid called Matthew Smucker (he came through Goshen last winter) to promise to hook me up with good people in DC, so that's a solid step towards finding friends, though I doubt they'll ever be as good as the ones I'm leaving. I'll miss you guys.
Wednesday, August 13, 2003
Cult of Amélie
Well, here it is.
Meg, you remember? Yes. Paris. Rocking it. Well, better get back to painting the house. Peace, y'all.
Harry Potter's mama
Well, it looks as if Alfonso Cuaron, director of Y Tu Mama Tambien
and Amores Perros
, will be directing Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
(the third film in the Harry Potter
franchise). I just thought that was kind of exciting. I will also throw in a plug here for meFausto
, showing at the Goshen College Umble Center. Well, actually the show is over. Thanks to everybody who came! "Who needs Viagra? I have the gesture."
Monday, August 11, 2003
Human Traffic: perhaps not on my "favorites" list but I recently viewed and enjoyed this little know Irish or British movie. Rumor is it comes highly recommended by Paul English.
I'd like to add (concerning favorit movies) "Snatch" to my list. Maybe it should get an honorable mention, becuase I just saw it so this might just be the enthusiasm of something new. It can't really replace Star Wars as an action film because it isn't really an action film, is it?
That's one of the things I love about it, the dry, biting sarcasm of the British, accentuated by their accents. Also the plot device of lots of seperate stories intertwining. Thirdly I love the artistic beauty of the slow-mo shot when Brad Pitt gets knocked off his feet into the air. Savvy?
Sunday, August 10, 2003
the kings and queens party went over nicely for those of you who missed it, the only problem was the lack of beds at the end of the night, I think we needed about 9 or 10 overall. My apologies to all of you who were sleeping on the floor.
Tonight: Rocky horror on the projection unit...perhapse? who knows.
Saturday, August 09, 2003
a punching bag
and a level head
maybe I should sober up...anyways thanks for the great weekend guys
I hear you in the background asking where I am.
1. Il Postino
2. City of Lost Children
3. Stereofuture: 2002
5. the original Star Wars trilogy
1: Though probably not the first foreign film I ever saw it sticks in my mind as my first experience of "We're so cool we're watching foreign films" Still, a romance and very appealing portrayal of italian culture.
2. The first film I saw by that director. I loved the story, the actors, and the overall "dark" aesthetic of the film. Also foreign. And funny.
3. A Japanese film I saw in London with John Leigh. Beautiful cinematography and a saxophone version of a Bach cello suite. Also absolutely hilarious moments involving cheesy samurai films. Exciting action sequences using pre-"bullet-time" technigue and techno music. I want the DVD of this film desperately.
4. The same director as City of Lost Children [Jean-Pierre Jeunet and Marc Caro] it's not as dark and fanciful as that film but not as realistic as Amelie. I like it for most of the same reasons as "City" though it has a stronger feel of sentimental romanticism.
5. I really like action movies and I couldn't think of one that really stands out in my mind so I picked this, which I haven't seen recently but I really did like, perhaps in part because of it's cult-film status (I jumped on the band wagon). I would say that it has a lot going for it, and despite whatever else he may turn out I love the John Williams score. I mean, come on, the imperial march absolutely rocks.
Friday, August 08, 2003
|Sat. Post wedding. Brick. See you there.|
Thursday, August 07, 2003
Careful, buddy, those are a shitload of toes you're about to step on. Just 'cause you're all graduated and in DC and all, doesn't mean you can beat up on us for doing our full four (or, Derek, six) years. Speaking of law school, feel free to tell us what GWU is like. Katherine is applying there (she got a 162, by the way) and she's curious.
: Is it too early to start congratulating yet? Eric & Lindsy, I'm really happy for you. Here's wishing you the best this weekend and in the many happy years to come.
Wednesday, August 06, 2003
- I usually try to be sympathetic to Goshen College staff. They have to put up with undergrads, who aren't always the most pleasant of people and they have to do rather unpleasant tasks. But I still want to ask if anyone else gets the feeling that Joy Hite secretly gloats slash fantasizes about people being "inconvenienced" by occasional closings of the physical plant.
- This week's Red Meat almost made me stop eating Baked Cool Ranch Dorritos. Almost.
- Staying up until 2am playing Civ II on the new laptop: good idea or bad idea?
jesse, you may be lollapalooza staff?? is anyone good playing in lollapaloza?
Missing weddings is sad.
I may be Lollapalooza staff.
Moulin Rouge is way more Austrailian than French.
Jumex is cheaper near the border.
Tuesday, August 05, 2003
So my little sister decides she wants to come to Goshen to see Anna. So that means six people coming. So we're taking two cars! And I get to take the new Jetta with the good sound system! And now I have wheels while in Goshen! Oh life is good. Also: my new laptop came!
howard dean uses blogger?!?
how cool is that?
check out all the fun at www.blog.deanforamerica.com
there's more dean here than you can shake a stick at
meg, areyou planning on using the bread machine for the french bread? because it can make crispy breads i think anyway.
French Movie Night
Hey al, french movie night, tomorrow (wednesday) at brick house, there are quite a few to choose from and we don't have
to watch Moulin Rouge. But anyway, there will be french bread, brie, maybe some other stinky french cheese if kroger has any. 7:00 yay!
Monday, August 04, 2003
So are you going to make it back to Goshen in time for "Meyer Wedding: The Empire Strikes Back"? I'll be there, and I'd love to see you.
good-bye fried rice, good-bye subway, good-bye ocean...
yes indeed. fath is returning to g-town. in 20 hours i will travel to the HK international airport, board a metal tube, spend the next 20 hours in a complete euphoric/sentimental daze whilst i fly over the home of ryan and lisa miller in ketchiken, alaska and listen to cd after cd.
so, this is probably the last official HK post on the shoup blog. i guess this means the crazy little ad should come off the shoup home page as well. i will be at the wedding.
Star Wars Bowling for Columbine
yours in the east,
'Sup, from San Antonio
How's it going all? I'm still good. I should be back in IN by the 18th, yo.
Anyway, to more important matters:
1. Royal Tennenbaums
2. Big Lebowski
4. Do the right thing
5. Mulholland Drive
Not in order. Also, these should be thought of represenationally (i.e. Royal Tennenbaums hints at Rushmore and Bottle Rocket). Is that cheating? Probably.
Sometimes, these make the list:
1. Dancer in the Dark
2. 12 Monkeys
4. Cool Hand Luke
weiss, when do you get in for the wedding? do you have a list?
The Town Where No One Got Off...starring Jeff Goldblum???
So, I was up at the Goshen Public Library today looking through their video selection when I noticed a familiar title, The Town Where No One Got Off
. I did not know that such a thing existed. I didn't borrow it, but it might be worth checking out sometime to see how other people went about committing this to film. It is only 26 minutes long. I believe that it was originally made as an episode of the '80s show, "The Ray Bradbury Theatre." But anyway, while I was up there I picked up the movie Bambi
. I have it for the next three days, so if anybody would be interested in watching it, I'll probably watch it at Brick sometime soon.
1. The Planet of Junior Brown
2. The Usual Suspects
3. Chat blanc, chat noir/Chacun cherche son chat
4. La guerre des tuques
5. The Mission/Amen.
Sunday, August 03, 2003
2. Cool Hand Luke/City of Lost Children
3. Magnolia/Moulin Rouge
4. The Mighty Ducks/zoolander
5. High Fidelity
1. Power of One
3. Hero (Chinese)
4. Once were Warriors (New Zealand)
5. Star Wars
1. Moulin Rouge
2. All about Eve
3. Star Wars
4. The Thin Blue Line
5. Rear Window
Saturday, August 02, 2003
Subject to change:
It's always hard for me to choose my favorite of anything. But when asked what 5 of my favorite movies are, these are some that immediately pop into my head: The Graduate
, The Producers
, Swing Time
, Rosemary's Baby
and City Lights
. I consider these to be classics that everyone should see. I own the first two, should anyone be interested in watching either of those.
Mike, yes you have asked me about music theory, but not in that wide-eyed way that my sister does where I get to talk about it for minutes on end. Yeah.
Yesterday we went to the library, my sister and I. I got a new library card and trashy novels about lizard-men from outspace. And some lizard-women, too, though they've just started showing up. This evening is a dinner with old church friends.
Katie, I did try to call you last night while I was hanging out with Jacob, but your phone was busy. When I got home at 10:30 I called again but no one picked up. What are you up to tonight? I'll call.
2. dancer in the dark
3. wings of desire
5. tied between delicatessen and amores perros
, maybe you should take a tip from your sister and be supportive of O'Hara. She's making herself all vulnerable and all, admitting to a Cher concert, least we can do is let her know that we are still there for her... I mean, we can only acheive true harmony and peace when we all
admit to our sinful and broken natures.
I, for one, watched Harry Potter II yesterday.
um, who are you? and no.
Friday, August 01, 2003
Captain Blog: Oh no! Not another "bored" blog!
Meg: Mais Oui! subtitle: mais oui!
I am watching Cool Hand Luke in French with French subtitles. The Plastic Jesus song, in case you were wondering, remained intact; there was no singing in French and there were no subtitles either. Yes, I am bored. I would ask where everyone is, except that I know where everyone is. I’m just here, alone, +snif+, learning French.
Meg: Katie, why the fuck were you at a cher concert.
Katie: three reasons:
a) My friend’s dad works at a recording studio
b) I was looking for men looking to meet men
c) It’s a gateway concert, next I’ll be popping Spears, dropping J Lo, and snorting fity cent
*ok, so I didn't actually interview katie. However, I would like to remind you that I am very bored and am in no way responsible for my blogging
2. flight of the navigator
3. fight club
not necessarily in that order
Hey can I please get a "why the fuck were you at a Cher concert" from at least some of you? If I heard you were attending Cher concerts I'd be worrying about you guys. Come on, where's the love? I put myself out there, I mention some vulnerable act I've commited, and nothing, NOTHING! Maybe it was a cry for help, maybe I'll continue to commit such acts. Hell, maybe next time it'll be Spears, J Lo, or who knows what else.
Oh, and I too live in Lancaster.
Anybody for a vomit-flavored jelly bean?
So I was bored and went to stupid.com at work today (I just kind of feel at home there) and they were selling Harry Potter jelly beans (by Jelly Belly). So now we are actually priviliged enough to see what black pepper, spinach, sardine, dirt, booger, ear wax and vomit jelly beans taste like!
but itworks ifyouhititreally hard so anyway.
mom wanted me
to marry a cop name Witmer, but he smelled like cottage cheese and honey, so i kicked him in the shins and ran away
dude, weiss. i've asked you about music theory before +snif+
i haven't brushed my teeth today.