Thursday, September 30, 2004
Saturday, September 25, 2004
So, maybe we should post something about the events of homecoming weekend…
First, I would suggest you check out the Collegian, it pretty much covers the whole thing.
<>Great weekend overall…except around 4 in the morning we were all sitting around the living room chatting (most everyone had gone home and the lights were out) when some Townies came in the backdoor. We asked them to leave…but they didn’t really want to. So a couple of us called the cops while the others tried to talk them down. Result; the Townies got upset and took some cheap shots and ran when they realized the cops were on the way. In the end, our laundry room was a pool of blood and some of our friends were looking pretty rough…but they’re ok and chicks dig scars, right?Seriously, thanks guys. We owe you one.
Saturday, September 04, 2004
Friday, August 20, 2004
Thursday, August 19, 2004
Monday, August 09, 2004
Friday, August 06, 2004
Admin privileges granted...I look forward to seeing a more active site.
Btw, I think I still have some boxes in the basement...I will try to find some way to come by and get them, though it's a very long drive to Hillsdale from Boston. Otherwise, I may ask some friends still at the 'dale to come get them for me (read, Konrad LaPrade). :)
Best of luck with another year, and remember me to the ol' 'dale. I miss it terribly, and the Beat most of all.
Who all is living there this year anyway?
Jared
Btw, I think I still have some boxes in the basement...I will try to find some way to come by and get them, though it's a very long drive to Hillsdale from Boston. Otherwise, I may ask some friends still at the 'dale to come get them for me (read, Konrad LaPrade). :)
Best of luck with another year, and remember me to the ol' 'dale. I miss it terribly, and the Beat most of all.
Who all is living there this year anyway?
Jared
Monday, August 02, 2004
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
Sunday, March 14, 2004
Monday, January 26, 2004
Friday, December 26, 2003
Sunday, November 30, 2003
HEY, WOAH: For some reason a Reist quote seemed apropos to the following question: Is it cool with y'all if we use the Beat for Mr. Gugg's bachelor party on the 26th of December (which, btw, every single one of you is invited to)?
Let me know (1) if we may use the house/fire pit, and (2) which of y'all can attend the festivities, hereafter dubbed "The Gugg Hitchin' Christmas Time Festival: Let All Women Rejoice and All Men Make That Funny Little Expression With Furrowed Eyebrows Expressing Something Between Confusion, Surprise, and Despair."
Let me know (1) if we may use the house/fire pit, and (2) which of y'all can attend the festivities, hereafter dubbed "The Gugg Hitchin' Christmas Time Festival: Let All Women Rejoice and All Men Make That Funny Little Expression With Furrowed Eyebrows Expressing Something Between Confusion, Surprise, and Despair."
Friday, November 21, 2003
I think you lazy blog slackers at the Beat should join in on this crazy little shindig. This way, you get to see who is like me and who would complement me well. Aren't you thrilled?
Um...right...
Or, you could just join in to start some action in this ghost-town-ish corner of the web already.
How compatible are you and your friends?
Um...right...
Or, you could just join in to start some action in this ghost-town-ish corner of the web already.
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Monday, November 10, 2003
Saturday, November 08, 2003
I remember the Beat being a much more exciting place when I was there than it seems to be now. Where are the crazy little posts about Sato's ad hominem attacks on everybody? Where are the ludicrous quotes? Where are the stories about good ol' Beat near-nudity? What gives?
Did y'all get boring or something?
Maybe you're all dead.
Did y'all get boring or something?
Maybe you're all dead.
Saturday, November 01, 2003
Monday, September 29, 2003
Tales from the Upstairs Closet
Silliman wants some stories about the organ, eh? Well, for now, this is, sadly, as exciting as it gets.
The Organ (I think we should name him "Spleen") has finally found a home. Migrating first from the back hall to the kitchen, it slowly worked its way up the stairs to what had been Wazoo's room, and was The Beaver's room before that. There it sat, for days upon days, in the middle of the glorified closet, merely taking up space that nobody was bothering to use. Then came the fateful day of... *du dum dauuuhhm* the arrival of Phil's PS2! Sitting on the floor unused (as Phil refuses to buy any Playstation games) in the main room, he finally decided to move it upstairs to the other TV. Hating the current location of Spleen, he and Wazoo (I believe; if Wazoo had no part in this, correct me) found a nice spot for it next to the keyboard.
Now that the PS2 is connected, I had an idea for a low-key party that would be very much in-line with the way we often do things around here. Some night, when we're all really bored in the dead of winter, we get every DVD-capable machine playing a movie. Everyone picks one to start with, and then switches every 20 minutes, give or take. By my count we can get at least five, probably six, flicks playing, and given some of our selection options, it could prove to be a pretty... interesting result. Allow me to repeat, "When we're all really bored." And maybe whoever is watching one on the Playstation can provide their own score on The Spleen.
Silliman wants some stories about the organ, eh? Well, for now, this is, sadly, as exciting as it gets.
The Organ (I think we should name him "Spleen") has finally found a home. Migrating first from the back hall to the kitchen, it slowly worked its way up the stairs to what had been Wazoo's room, and was The Beaver's room before that. There it sat, for days upon days, in the middle of the glorified closet, merely taking up space that nobody was bothering to use. Then came the fateful day of... *du dum dauuuhhm* the arrival of Phil's PS2! Sitting on the floor unused (as Phil refuses to buy any Playstation games) in the main room, he finally decided to move it upstairs to the other TV. Hating the current location of Spleen, he and Wazoo (I believe; if Wazoo had no part in this, correct me) found a nice spot for it next to the keyboard.
Now that the PS2 is connected, I had an idea for a low-key party that would be very much in-line with the way we often do things around here. Some night, when we're all really bored in the dead of winter, we get every DVD-capable machine playing a movie. Everyone picks one to start with, and then switches every 20 minutes, give or take. By my count we can get at least five, probably six, flicks playing, and given some of our selection options, it could prove to be a pretty... interesting result. Allow me to repeat, "When we're all really bored." And maybe whoever is watching one on the Playstation can provide their own score on The Spleen.
Sunday, September 28, 2003
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