Thursday, December 20, 2007

Forgotten Google bomb

Even though I once, very solemnly and symbolically, flipped off the tower. Even though I fought with the administration and the dean of men called me nasty names. Even though I disagreed w/ all sorts of things about Hillsdale. I really never meant to come out at the top of this google seach.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Saturday, December 01, 2007

Saturday, November 24, 2007

The Beat 20 year reunion spa party?

The Man Can...
From the web site All True Bible Stories For Children:

"Mother," Beth interrupted again. "If they are supposed to be spying, why are they visiting a prostitute? I thought that a prostitute was a woman who would let any man put his penis in her so long as he left her a bunch of money on the table by her bed?"
"That is true, Dear One," answered Beth's mother, "but sometimes spies must do strange things to get the job done. Now please, let me tell the story."

Sunday, November 18, 2007



Molly: "Luke, if he had stayed a bachelor in 1986 and was a cocaine addict."

Friday, November 16, 2007

Yeah, even though the Beat is dead, some of us truly lived up to the "legends" thing. And the "sad," "depressed," "hilarious," "homoerotic," and "creepy" things.

All of which is remembered: Conquering campus; student streakers left mark on steps of Central Hall: Irregular, possibly unnatural hairgrowth; a thwarted Sigma Chi raid lands two streakers at college landmark


Gibbs takes the 'no pants party' to a new level



As someone said about something else: It was "not about hipsters looking for kicks, or about subversives and nonconformists, rebels without a cause who point the way for the radicals... not an anti-intellectual celebration of spontaneity or an artifact of literary primitivism. It's a sad and somewhat self-consciously lyrical story about loneliness, insecurity, and failure. It's also a story about guys who want to be with other guys."

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Here's the new Collegian web site, and you can see he redesigned pages here.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Including myself

Dave continues his quest to personally report on everything said to be sinful, except in Nevada, where the response is more like "Oh."

From the Nevada Appeal:


I didn't know I liked the drink until I tasted one so I could show my friend how disgusting it was.

"One time," I told my friend, "my dad punished me by making me drink a V8."

My friend said I didn't know what I was talking about and that a Bloody Mary isn't a V8.

"It is a V8," I said, "and no one actually likes drinking a V8."

Then I drank the Bloody Mary.

"Oh," I thought.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Dave: 'Arm the sea cows for self defense'

According to NPR, the Beat's beloved Manatees could soon have to fend for themselves in Florida:

Wildlife officials in Florida want to "downlist" the manatee, moving its status from "endangered" to "threatened."

Supporters of the move say it's a sign of the Florida manatee's comeback. Environmental groups say it has more to do with the influence of developers.

As gentle vegetarians that spend most of their time foraging in rivers and bays for sea grass, manatees have no natural predators. But they do face significant danger — mostly from power boats and their propellers.

Thursday, October 04, 2007

And now, Denver is lonesome for her heroes.
Beat Night on the intertubes.

Monday, October 01, 2007

I realize I don't really look forward to anything.

Not going to sleep.
Not getting up.
Not going to work.
Not coming home from work.
Not the weekend.

I just sort of live.

Sunday, September 30, 2007

This pretty much sums up the Beat as I knew it:

"[On the Road] is not about hipsters looking for kicks, or about subversives and nonconformists, rebels without a cause who point the way for the radicals of the nineteen sixties. And the book is not an anti-intellectual celebration of spontaneity or an artifact of literary primitivism. It's a sad and somewhat self-consciously lyrical story about loneliness, insecurity, and failure. It's also a story about guys who want to be with other guys."

--"Drive, He Wrote: What the Beats were about" by Louis Menand, The New Yorker, Oct. 1, 2007

(the article also has a nice section on the homoerotic tension that was most often realized through girlfriend swapping)

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Is the Collegian ever going to be published online again? It is the same damn page from this summer still.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Lee who?

I either have to assume that this -- While there were many highlights to the week long trip, the [White House] Fellows were especially appreciative of Lee Nunn. Aside from assisting with planning and logistics, Lee also introduced the Fellows to wild jumping salmon and the grizzly bears who love to eat them ... He told stories ranging from his tour in Vietnam to his fellowship in the Nixon administration and beyond. Yes, Fellows…There is life after the fellowship. With his actions, Lee set a high bar for this class as it transitions to alumni status. -- is not our Lee Nunn. Or I have to believe that he's taken his "mama bear" powers and chosen to use them for a chummy, lets-all-sing-a-chorus-of-he's-a-jolly-good-fellow type evil.

Lee, if you're going to betray us for evil, it better not be a salmon-watching trip for some suits. Also, I demand stories ranging from your time with Nixon to your days in 'Nam.

And Dave says, "Yatchs?"


Photo by Tony Gonzalez

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

luke

Congratulations to Lukey2Beers, who is/is-going-to-be a father.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

The Scoop on the Beat house

We've moved out. Can't find enough people. Jon D. and I live at 219 N. Manning. Chase and Econ live at Parkplace. Dylan's at home with cancer. August is lost in a sea of registration tables, residence unknown.

Hard times have befallen Guertin, who is charging us around a thousand dollars worth of damages.

The flag, pictures and door are secure.






Saturday, August 11, 2007

Gentlemen,

I am more than a little drunk....

I miss ya'll.

So it goes.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007



"I've always been mellow."
"I'm as confused as you are."
"I think the problem is, basically, we've totally outgrown the two-party system."
          - Chuck D., talking to me tonight.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007


Anderson Cooper is a total nutrug.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007


I just bought a "new" car. I'm going to drive it home and totally destroy it in a misguided attempt to convert it to run on waste vegitable oil. I don't have Bob's number or else I would call him so that he can laugh at me. If, by some freak accident, it happens to work, then I'll be taking a cross country trip in September if anyone is free and feels like getting lost and stranded in the desert. -HARVY

Thursday, April 26, 2007



I got a job here.

When is graduation or any parties thereafter? I might be able to stop by if it is May 11-17.

"But I reckon I got to light out for the Territory ahead of the rest, because Aunt Sally she's going to adopt me and sivilize me, and I can't stand it. I been there before."

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Vonnegut is dead.

vonnegut

So it goes.

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Mais nous ├ętions hypes.

Malitia reboot

Sunday, March 04, 2007

A: "We never get invited to potluck dinners."
L:(doing impression of potential potluck dinner host) "'They tell fat jokes...'"
A:(also doing impression of potential potluck dinner host) "'Their conversation is peppered with racial slurs.'"

-laughing-

*smack*
L:"And that, honey, is why you don't mess with the WARRIOR! YEAH!"

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Desperate Times...

So it goes... the Beat once again appears to be on the brink of collapse.




If you were concerned about a violation of tradition, I understand. For all I know, it might be a big feast day, and the high-church folk can drink. But it's not about drinking. Well, maybe it is a little (or a lot).

The situation is three members are moving on. And the landlord wants some names, and I haven't got any. And there's still some uncertainty about Dylan and August. I was about to wash my hands of the place, but I was convinced to give things another try.

I'm going to use this party to reassert the Beat ethos into the community here. Hopefully, I can attract some new members to help carry on.

If some of you were planning to come, and you assumed it would take place in late April or early May, condolences. But if you are free, come on the 9th.

Wednesday, February 07, 2007




I'd like to organize a cross-continental expedition to Cape Disappointment (1, 2, 3, 4).

Fuck your grief.

Sunday, February 04, 2007



  1. The record label is "Fat Fish Music".
  2. The babies look scared as shit (especially the one on the left), like there's a douchebag from Full House hovering over them or something.
  3. Why is he sleeping in a bed in a New Mexico adobe palace court yard?
  4. The black choir is just gratuitous.
  5. That guy playing bongos is so into it.
  6. Is that a monastery they're in?
  7. And he's naked in the there with the babies.
  8. They're not even going into a bath or anything.
  9. Oh, Beach Boys.
  10. I like the "goof off" moments.
  11. He's wearing white jean overalls at one point.
  12. And trapped in a film strip.
  13. 2:06, I think they show the baby's genitals. No, I wasn't looking. Shut the fuck up.
  14. That keyboard player has a sweet vest.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

the beat door

As I recall, the door was first signed in 2000, or maybe 2001. It's filled up a bit in 6 or 7 years.

Tuesday, January 02, 2007