22.1.06
the last time i saw jesus
i was drinking bloody marys in the south -- at a bar room in New Orleans -- rinsing out a bad taste in my mouth.

i love that.

anyway, this weekend brought a trip to porkopolis, thanks to the help of many friends. similiar credit goes to the many friends who worked together to keep me there.

Word from our Honda Civic Division shows in addition to the gas cap that no longer pops open when you push down on the button (regardless of how far below empty you are...) we are experiencing a flatness of tires.

The verdict is still out as to whether said tires were slashed or we drove through a nail field.

I'll let you know if they find anything, so that you may direct your hatred toward either a nail or an unknown offender.

I was paralyzed and bitching about it when a friend on the other side of my cubicle wall mentioned she had also planned to attend the southeast engine concert in Cincinnati. A perfect coincidence. I rode with her. It was extremely pleasant. We ate Taco Bell. We probably talked about you.

After paying $10 at the York Cafe, Mae and I left pre-10:30 because of excessive noise and smoke inhalation, but not before I got to hug Leo and his tousled red mop and make awkward eye contact with Rem. I think he still remembers. The money was not a loss because the event was a benefit for the young lady who died. You would know her by her laugh.

I was a bit disturbed to finally make the connection. the phone call I received in september on the way to find the other dead girl's body informed me of this one's accident. too many bones.

While Mae and I were chatting peacefully on the bar sofa, the manager yelled at us for ignoring the plight of the baby-wielding family and "the cripple."

If you ask me, if he was so worried about them having a seat, he should put more tables at his restaurant. And for the record, the wheelchair guy did not make use of the couch after the manager chased us away.

The story here is that we cut out early, bought some adult beverage supplies, goat cheese and some strawberries, and went back to her place for movies and...you guessed it.

foot rubs.

don't judge us. she's good. I can't get service like that anywhere in columbus, ok? it was everything I wanted it to be, plus waffles!


IT is Sunday and we just got back from our Mennonite Bible study. We are both swearing in a bad way.

The subject of the chapter was Palestine/Israel.

Seth cursed at the man who used the phrase "The U.N. could solve this overnight if the religious community would push them to do so."

I cursed at the thought that christians in palestine are probably not sitting in a circle discussing how best to solve the problems of Columbus.

We are both angry yet have still done nothing to help anyone here.
posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 9:26 AM  
3 Comments:
  • At 22 January, 2006 18:20, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    don't worry, southeast engine sucks now b/c adam torres, while talented at the guitar, sucks ass at singing and over powers REM in the worst way imaginable. you might have thrown up or cried if you saw it. that is what usually happens to me. i will see if it is still bad at donkey on friday, but i do not have much hope.

     
  • At 22 January, 2006 19:22, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    heyyyyyy. I was just listening to that song yesterday on the bus, and loving loving it. that's all.

     
  • At 22 January, 2006 21:20, Blogger Monsterbeard said…

    I didn't know about the concert for the girl who died. I'm glad you went then. You would definitely know her by her laugh.

    During the Israel discussion, did anyone bring up the new Israeli tactic of disengagement and what effect it might have on a lasting peace agreement?

     
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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.
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Hates: The damn kids who walk in his yard.
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