28.9.05
mae and i went to pittsburgh this weekend.
i remembered as i sat on a golf-sized pencil stenciled "IKEA." it poked me in the butt.

but that is not what i'm here to talk about. it is 3 a.m., after all.

ever since (was it bob?) suggested i play games with my job, I've found new ways to take things less seriously:

the latest is a game called "look! there i am! on the news!"

whenever your megans or your maureens or your carols or your duartes show up with their channel 10 or 4 or 6 camera and crew, it's very easy to get on their way.

i put myself in the shot deliberately. it's happened like seven times. or at least enough to make a decent montage. accompanying song suggestions, anyone?

the other night, i made it in a in impressive frame. solo interviewee's head to the right, and to the left, me -- full body, pretending to read the newspaper. it lasted for almost 30 seconds. i wish i had the stills, but alas. next time i will pick my wedgie.

any challenges? ideas? suggestions? i'll send you the tape.

anyway, i found ten dollars the other day.
posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 3:03 AM   0 comments
23.9.05
all dressed up, no where to go.
Disaster has struck in our family in the form of our first irreversible health condition.

Our bitch has demonic mange.

I'm sorry. Let me speak again. Maybel has generalized demodectic mange.

We thought she was pink because she is part pig.

It turns out, however, that she lacks the common immune defense to suppress the spread of these mites. all dogs have these mites on their bodies, however, our baby has turned into a drunken orgy fest for these terrible creatures.

the vet promised it was not because she likes to lay by the toilet. it's like HIV of the hair follicles.

Do you know what this means?

We cannot breed Maybel.

Her demonic-encrusted line dies...with her.

Please be sensitive during our time of loss. We were looking forward to many many days and nights of this. and this.

this is bad news for my mother, who was secretly hoping for a half-price half-retarded pup from her loins. sorry mom. maybe next bitch.

I just hope I'm fertile. wouldn't want these genes to go unpassed.
posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 8:08 PM   1 comments
20.9.05
get yourself a tie and a digital camera.
shutterfly is now more user-friendly.

i added about 30 Costa Rica pictures and (sadly) 10 or 20 new Maybel shots.

this is my plea.

i want to see you.
posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 11:07 PM   0 comments
18.9.05
drunk on power.

this weekend we went to the osu game.

on friday i slept from 8 p.m. until 7:30 a.m.

today i saw a okapi and ranted about church.
posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 3:05 PM   1 comments
13.9.05
oh how i wish i could
expand on some of the things i have seen and heard and learned. I'm only afraid that I'll get burned. Remember the guy who blogged about the greatness of his penis? That could happen to me! What if I accidentally talk about my penis? Perhaps I'll start a new blog. An anonymous one, where the characters are "loosely" based on people I run into every day.

Yes. Yes. I like this idea. Perhaps I'll call it...wait. i'm not going to tell you what i'll call it. You'll have to email me. (lj200100@ohio.edu)

Oh no I've changed my mind. I'm not going to start an anonymous reporter's blog. Yes I am. No I'm not! It cannot be confirmed! What is truth? what is real? are you confused? Who am I? A doctor? a lawyer? a mayor? a councilmen? a representative of the board of committee? You don't know! HA!
posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 2:17 AM   0 comments
11.9.05
I have nothing else to say about the hurricane.
I have been trying to write my stories for like two hours I promise.

Seth is learning a song by Gillian Welch and David Rawlings. It’s very nice to listen to on the classical guitar. This is the guitar with the wider spaces between the strings. I’m not sure why this is necessary, but it makes one of the prettiest noises in the universe. Aside from the cello.

I’m mystified by all the crazies out there who can watch someone play the guitar on television, or hear them on the radio or the compact disc and then replicate the same sounds on their own instruments. Mystified like Fleetwood Mac.

Maybel the dog is being lazy and sleeping beneath him.

I have a cup of tea. It’s a little cool. Fall is coming! I might have to put on a long-sleeved t-shirt!

I’m writing on my lap top, watching this whole thing progress. It’s actually a nice scene. You know I’m all about the scenes.

It’s the kind of thing that comes to close to what you picture pleasant evening of marriage might look like. Even though I’m working on a Sunday, I like it. Anyway I have to make up for that day off I took on labor day.

The thing about my job, which I’m sure many other jobs are like this, is that a day off = five days of work being condensed into four. It’s really not a day off. It’s a day lost, I guess.

Things would be a lot easier right now if I played the mandolin.

Here’s the deal.

The festival, shall we say, that I attended this weekend, creeped me out for several reasons.

Exhibit A: Elvis groping a group of preteen beauty queens.

Exhibit B: a long hug, and a poorly-timed “I love you” from the president of the festival.

Exhibit C: strange innuendos among the aforementioned preteens, the mayor, and a man on a golf cart.

Exhibit D: the trailer. (don’t ask)

All that was missing was another lesson from the carnies. Thank goodness I only felt their presence and did not actually make contact with one.

I have about, oh, I don’t know, 80 or so inches of copy to write before tomorrow. Ha! Oh well. We will have to make it a triple grande mocha morning.
posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 7:17 PM   2 comments
6.9.05
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5.9.05
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posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 7:36 PM   4 comments
Gobias.
I just remembered. This is my favorite idea that came out of it.

That and this! This is my other favorite idea.

I call this series Forbidden Love.















Our neighbor is back. Joy is restored.
posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 7:53 AM   0 comments
4.9.05
i have what it takes.
today i was asked "why are you so pissed off every day?"

weird.

anyway, i was reading colleen's question about nick drake, which really made me want to listen to him. then, i clicked on the link on megan's blog, which brought me some elliot smith. close. oh so close.

today i fell asleep during the ohio state game. i woke up to my fathers and brothers by law. i cheered the usa on to a 2-0 victory. i craved fall. i wanted winter, even.

have you guys ever been outside in a heavy snowfall at dark when no one - not a soul - is up or out? i did once. it was a total movie moment. i think i had made myself sad about something and smoked a cigarette. i know that doesn't sound beautiful, but it was.

basically, this music isn't helping.


our temporary neighbor has left. this makes me surprisingly sad. he has a new girlfriend.

at least we still have his cat.
posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 1:01 AM   0 comments
2.9.05
am i sincerely sorry for your loss
too much death. too many bones!

have you ever called to harass someone who recently lost a child?

there are many different kinds of reactions, but it actually goes much better than you think it would.

seriously though, what the heck is going on? I look forward to a weekend of non-death and non-media. i'm sorry if this sounds selfish, but the fires have been burning too long. turn off your tvs and radios. ignore the world's problems! Just send a check.

USA v MEXICO

OSU v MIAMI

Patrick J's

Blue moon

reuben

These are the only words that will be important to me for the next three days. That and CALL MAE.

I miss you girl.

Colleen and company, it was great to see you. a tease none the less. also, beer-smuggling at Max & Erma's is totally worth the risk. I didn't even get pulled over once!

i'll have to read about all the Apple concert entries now. Drum solo!?
posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 6:47 PM   1 comments
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Name: Seth
Alias: Teth Seter or Steter.
In Brief: The Steter in his natural habitat. Married to theteet.blogspot.com since August 2004. Often the victim of serious hyperbole. Handy.
Hates: Noise, Dominion Homes, above-the-nipple touching, when people get 'handsy.'
Loves: pies (of any kind), dirt, smoking a pipe after eating pie. also, cows.

Name: Maybel
Alias: The Pig or Boobles.
In Brief: Kentucky-born English Bulldog since February 2006.
Hates: Watermelon. All other kinds of melon. The sound of a new trash bag being opened and sitting in the back seat.
Loves: Treats, walks, Charlie, 'humping it out' and barfing.


Name: Amanda
Alias: The Sister.
In Brief: theteet's younger (but larger) sister. Survived a brain bleed in February 2007.
Hates: minor inconveniences that make her blurt out uncontrollably, brain bleeds.
Loves: UFC, cornhole, texting, fast food and her dog Charlie.


Name: mom and dad.
Alias: the 'rents.
In Brief: Ashland natives and frequent visitors. They taught me how to swear.
Hates: hospitals.
Loves: squirrels and lattes.


Name: Mae
Alias: Klingler or Maddog.
In Brief: Cincinnati resident and former college/Old Towne East roommate. Once wrote a song that made theteet cry.
Hates: Hate.
Loves: Jesus, family, puns, guitars and gardening.


Name: Colleen
Alias: Crankin and Rankin.
In Brief: Akron resident and former college roomie. Arguably more handy than Seth. Nice bosom for hugging.
Hates: all drivers.
Loves: beer, coffee, cigarettes and boys we all find strange.


Name: Talya
Alias: Strader and Sweet T.
In Brief: Chicago resident and former college roomie. served brief stint at theteet's 'accountability partner.' collects monthly fee for keeping quiet.
Hates: people who do not comment on her blog.
Loves: social justice, eggs, her boyfriend monsterbeard and the occupation of barista.


Name: Chris
Alias: Christopher, Monsterbeard and Nadine.
In Brief: Chicago resident and college buddy. Maker of 'We once waited up in the dark with a gun,' and other misadventures.
Hates: people who are looking the other way.
Loves: history, film, his girlfriend Strader and acronyms.


Name: pdawg.
Alias: none needed.
In Brief: Former co-worker who is willing to eat waffles with theteet at 4 in the morning regardless of level of snow emergency.
Hates: anyone under the age of 35.
Loves: Hostess pies, old man rants and golf.


Name: Linsly.
Alias: MERLIN, lin or newbie.
In Brief: Former co-worker who lived with us for a week. I can tell this kid anything. He's like a brother.
Hates: sexual predators.
Loves: zombies, guns, porch chats and movie quotes.


Name: jaydubs.
Alias: jwray and 10bagspacking.
In Brief: Co-worker who taught me everything I know about the world.
Hates: mean jokes, mushrooms, clipping fingernails in the office.
Loves: crafts, her gay-together but also betrothed person Kyle, Columbus Bride Magazine, veggie-friendliness and basil.


Name: jessica.
Alias: jessm.
In Brief: College buddy with the amazing handshake. I believe she might be back from Alaska and living in Hudson now.
Hates: poverty.
Loves: Jesus, jazz, geography and hilarious t-shirts.


Name: brittiny.
Alias: Brit-Brat, experimental dater or The Dunlap.
In Brief: Former co-worker (notice a theme here?) who started with me at SNP on the same day. Former Sorority president taught me the ropes of being a lady. her wisdom did not take.
Hates: visible pany line.
Loves: cocktails, shoes, 'the blue box' and her boyfriend the Lizard.


Name: garth and jen.
Alias: not safe around house plants and the real spider-man and/or HSnothingswronghere.
In Brief: Co-worker couple who proved themselves fun at work and on the farm. Periodically forced to kiss in gas station parking lots.
Hates: local broadcast news reporters.
Loves: zombies, movie quotes, Indianapolis and lin rice.


Name: Angie.
Alias: captain cool.
In Brief: Former co-worker who stole my heart. She is the only thing I've ever lost to the Youngstown Vindicator.
Hates: joe and misogynists.
Loves: celebrity gossip, hilarious captions, biking/hiking, her boyfriend Jef, her mom and Columbus.

Name: Melville.
Alias: welcome to earf or bad town.
In Brief: Former co-worker who let me inherit his seat at SNP. For a while, he was the only one who would talk Reynoldsburg politics with me.
Hates: fleas, eminent domain and people who flip the bird.
Loves: his evil cat, running, opinions, beer and Tom Waits.


Name: The Gerish.
Alias: The Gerish.
In Brief: Co-worker and rare, elusive creature. If you're lucky, you'll see a tousle of black hair breeze by over the cubicle wall.
Hates: Things that aren't crackers.
Loves: crackers.


Name: Dennis.
Alias: secret reading.
In Brief: Co-worker and rare, elusive creature. If you're lucky, he'll walk over and talk to you. But he probably won't. Once took my sister-in-law to Homecoming.
Hates: The damn kids who walk in his yard.
Loves: Corgis, Cedar Point and Rachael. But not the one you're thinking of.

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