If you'd like to shout down Players, your time is running out.
Interviews will resume in a matter of days.
Happy Holidays and all that.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Monday, December 11, 2006
Bread and Circuses
Players facts:
To that, I would say, "If our group only orders $600 worth of food and drink, we would owe Players half of $200, which equals $100. $100 is commonly referred to as a 'Benjamin' in the hip-hop community."
Further considerations:
Oh, and one more thing. Robert believes that the request for new 97kix drama was justified, so here goes:
- The reservable room seats 50 people, with additional standing room.
- The room has its own bar/bartender.
- There is no cost to rent the room, IF our group drinks/eats $800 worth of stuff.
- If we fail to reach $800, we would owe 1/2 of the difference.
To that, I would say, "If our group only orders $600 worth of food and drink, we would owe Players half of $200, which equals $100. $100 is commonly referred to as a 'Benjamin' in the hip-hop community."
Further considerations:
- I don't love Players, but I like the idea of having the reunion at a public place. I believe the turnout will be higher at a well-known establishment. No one has shouted down Players. Yet.
- I like the fact we wouldn't have to set up or clean anything.
- Some may balk at the $800 caveat, but consider this: that's only 80 orders of chicken tenders. It's only 160 Jagerbombs. And if you wash down your chicken tenders with a Jagerbomb, the $800 goal will be reached pretty easily.
Oh, and one more thing. Robert believes that the request for new 97kix drama was justified, so here goes:
Hey Rob! How's the Virginia suburbs? Why don't you grow a pair and move into the big city? Are you too scared? Are you scared of the big bad District of Columbia? Waaah! Waaah! I'm Robert, and I'm afraid to walk down to Ben's Chili Bowl, because I'm white and I'm a racist and my wife keeps my balls in her purse!
Sunday, December 03, 2006
Better Know A Classmate: George
OK. There's still plenty of planning to be done -- please continue to place your opinions in the comments. Meanwhile, the interviews continue with George -- you might remember him as the tall fellow who wasn't named "Pat". I sat down with George (virtually) to discuss citizenship, the law, and women as tacos.
* * *
You’ve had a lot of success, George. You were a 3 sport, Bo-Jacksonesque star at BC, as well as a member of the National Honor Society, and the winner of the prestigious Citizenship Award. You’ve thrived amongst D3 hoopsters. You’ve married a pretty Texan, you’ve graduated from a respected School of Law, you’ve got a nice job as an attorney. Where does being the namesake of a protagonist in Frank’s graphic novel, The Killers, rank among your achievements?
At the very top – for the sole reason that I had to exert no effort to achieve this honor – other than being born with an apparently very Nazi-sounding last name. I don’t even know if I’ve ever said two words to Frank T in my life. Talk about money for nothing – except I haven’t received any royalties as of yet. Maybe Frank and I should have some words.
You’re embellishing a little with the Bo Jackson comparison – or maybe you’re not giving me enough credit. After all Bo Jackson was only a two-sport star and he didn’t know Didley. Maybe a Danny Ainge reference would have been more appropriate.
And about the Citizenship award: (1) what is it? (2) did I really win it and if so, when? and (3) is it really prestigious?
I don't know what it is, dude. On page 134 of our senior yearbook, it lists the valedictorian and so forth, and it says, "Citizenship Award - George S, Brenda P". You're also mentioned as a "Scholastica / Athlete Award" winner. I take it these honors are not on your mantel?
Nice research! And no, I don't have them on my mantel. I think I'll just put my yearbook on my mantel and open it to page 134.
Our society has an interesting relationship with lawyers. On one hand, it’s a respected profession - it probably ranks just below “doctor” on the list of professions a mother would like to her son-in-law to have. However, it’s perfectly okay to joke about murdering an attorney, or to blame them for all of the problems in the world. How do you reconcile those differences? When someone tells a lawyer joke (What do you call 5,000 lawyers in the bottom of the ocean? A good start! Har har!), do you ever make a joke in retaliation (What do you call a secretary? A fat loser! Har har!)?
I think the anomaly you describe can best be explained by a phrase I’ve heard several times: "I hate all lawyers . . . except mine." I think this is a perception held by a lot of people. I understand it – I mean, if a lawyer is not on your side, he or she is against you. Lawyers don’t have independent agendas – only the interests of their clients. It kind of sucks, but if my clients are happy, then I’ve done my job.
I haven’t had to bust out any fat loser secretary jokes yet – but I’m going to write that one down just in case.
Your wife - who seems cool, by the way, and please send her my love - hails from San Antonio. Please compare and contrast her with another famous San Antonian. (I would suggest Tim Duncan, but feel free to choose a more appropriate individual. This Wikipedia list might be useful.)
First of all, your love has been sent and Alyson sends hers back. Apparently, she thinks you are “funny”. Unfortunately you and I now have to fight to the death at Brownthrush.
I would love to compare Alyson to a famous San Antonian, but remember: Tim Duncan is from the Virgin Islands, and thus, not a true San Antonian. So I’ll compare my wife to my favorite S.A. celeb, Henry the Puffy Taco. For those of you who don’t know, Henry is the beloved mascot for the S.A. Missions, a minor league baseball team. You can learn more about the crazy antics of Henry at:
seattlepi.nwsource.com/baseball/138032_doublea04.html
wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_the_Puffy_Taco
The similarities are abundant: A) Obviously, both hail from S.A. B) Both are connoisseurs of tex-mex cuisine. C) They both know how to satisfy a man . . . his appetite, that is. D) Both have a hard outer shell, but are filled with warm goodness on the inside.
There are differences as well: A) I would never refer to my wife as puffy. B) Alyson doesn’t enjoy lettuce on her tacos. C) Alyson only breaks out the green tights for special occasions. D) My wife has a human head.
According to Wikipedia, Henry graduated from Taco Tech University.
Phil said the best thing about living in Dallas was the weather. Do you care to offer your own views on the city? You’ve been living there since you left high school, after all.
Dallas is an interesting place. I’ve moved around a lot since I’ve been here, so I’ve gotten to experience a lot of this town. Dallas itself kind of sucks. The people are all so pretentious, trendy and generally stuck-up. It’s like living at Kapaun Mt. Carmel. The good thing is you will never run out of stuff to do. Between sports, music, shopping, restaurants and bars, Dallas has a lot of it all. You can never get bored here. It seems like the further you get from downtown, the nicer and more “Texan” the people become. The weather is kind of nice, too. But to be honest, I miss the weather in Kansas, especially in the fall.
You happened to be in Manhattan one weekend in 1998, and I saw you outside of the Aggieville Subway. I had just broken up with my first college girlfriend, feeling pretty blue, and you said, “Bigger and better things, huh?” I thought it was a pretty callous thing to say, but as time wore on, I accepted it as one of the finest pieces of wisdom anyone had ever dared to impart. But now -- now I think, “Maybe he was just being sarcastic.” Or maybe you were implying that I was going to, in fact, start dating larger girls. Do you remember giving that advice? Was “Bigger and better things” a mantra in your own life?
Honestly, I don’t remember it, but it totally sounds like something I would say, for several reasons: 1) it was a fairly meaningless line in an awkward situation, (2) I often (and especially at that point in my life) don’t appreciate the feelings of other people, and for that I apologize, (3) I’m an eternal optimist.
So to put your mind to rest, it was not a sarcastic comment. I’ve always tried to pull something positive from a bad situation. In that respect, I guess it has been a mantra in my life and a way for me to get through tough times. But just out of curiosity, did you try dating bigger girls?
I didn't just try, George -- I succeeded.
What is your favorite word?
Rendezvous
What is your least favorite word?
Valet (You might have to live in Dallas to truly despise this one)
What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Manual labor. In my profession and especially in this city, I encounter a lot of people who find that it is beneath them to get their hands dirty. I like doing work around the house and breaking a sweat. It makes me feel as if I’ve actually accomplished something.
What turns you off?
I can’t stand the fact that so many people spend so much time following the lives of celebrities. The magazines, and the tv shows like “Extra” or whatever it’s called – I just don’t care and I don’t see why anybody else does. I don’t mind celebrities in general. Some I like and respect their work, others I think are no talent ass-clowns. But why the hell does anyone care about the personal lives of celebrities? Don’t get me wrong, if somebody is doing something noteworthy in their spare time, be it good or bad, that’s one thing. But magazines and shows that are dedicated purely to what someone was wearing or who they were seen with – I just don’t get it. Terms like “Brangelina,” “Tomkat,” and “K-Fed” make me want to puke.
Also, I have an intense hatred for almost all reality t.v., especially American Idol.
What is your favorite curse word?
“Douche-bag”
What sound or noise do you love?
After playing basketball for as many years as I did, the swish of the net is something that can give you goose bumps and is something that I crave from time to time.
What sound or noise do you hate?
The alarm clock
What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Mariachi band singer.
What profession would you not like to do?
Class Reunion Organizer.
If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
That he dozed off for a few years when I was in college.
What have you been reading?
This wacky website where some douche-bag interviews all his old high school classmates.
What was your favorite class at BC?
Probably physics with Mr. Seiler. He was like Mr. Wizard. He was always genuinely excited about what he was doing. Plus, he was probably the nicest man I’ve ever met.
Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
I’ve been lucky in that I’ve gotten to know some of our classmates, who I didn’t really know in high school, after we graduated. I wish I would have gotten to know them a little better when we were in school.
* * *
You’ve had a lot of success, George. You were a 3 sport, Bo-Jacksonesque star at BC, as well as a member of the National Honor Society, and the winner of the prestigious Citizenship Award. You’ve thrived amongst D3 hoopsters. You’ve married a pretty Texan, you’ve graduated from a respected School of Law, you’ve got a nice job as an attorney. Where does being the namesake of a protagonist in Frank’s graphic novel, The Killers, rank among your achievements?
At the very top – for the sole reason that I had to exert no effort to achieve this honor – other than being born with an apparently very Nazi-sounding last name. I don’t even know if I’ve ever said two words to Frank T in my life. Talk about money for nothing – except I haven’t received any royalties as of yet. Maybe Frank and I should have some words.
You’re embellishing a little with the Bo Jackson comparison – or maybe you’re not giving me enough credit. After all Bo Jackson was only a two-sport star and he didn’t know Didley. Maybe a Danny Ainge reference would have been more appropriate.
And about the Citizenship award: (1) what is it? (2) did I really win it and if so, when? and (3) is it really prestigious?
I don't know what it is, dude. On page 134 of our senior yearbook, it lists the valedictorian and so forth, and it says, "Citizenship Award - George S, Brenda P". You're also mentioned as a "Scholastica / Athlete Award" winner. I take it these honors are not on your mantel?
Nice research! And no, I don't have them on my mantel. I think I'll just put my yearbook on my mantel and open it to page 134.
Our society has an interesting relationship with lawyers. On one hand, it’s a respected profession - it probably ranks just below “doctor” on the list of professions a mother would like to her son-in-law to have. However, it’s perfectly okay to joke about murdering an attorney, or to blame them for all of the problems in the world. How do you reconcile those differences? When someone tells a lawyer joke (What do you call 5,000 lawyers in the bottom of the ocean? A good start! Har har!), do you ever make a joke in retaliation (What do you call a secretary? A fat loser! Har har!)?
I think the anomaly you describe can best be explained by a phrase I’ve heard several times: "I hate all lawyers . . . except mine." I think this is a perception held by a lot of people. I understand it – I mean, if a lawyer is not on your side, he or she is against you. Lawyers don’t have independent agendas – only the interests of their clients. It kind of sucks, but if my clients are happy, then I’ve done my job.
I haven’t had to bust out any fat loser secretary jokes yet – but I’m going to write that one down just in case.
Your wife - who seems cool, by the way, and please send her my love - hails from San Antonio. Please compare and contrast her with another famous San Antonian. (I would suggest Tim Duncan, but feel free to choose a more appropriate individual. This Wikipedia list might be useful.)
First of all, your love has been sent and Alyson sends hers back. Apparently, she thinks you are “funny”. Unfortunately you and I now have to fight to the death at Brownthrush.
I would love to compare Alyson to a famous San Antonian, but remember: Tim Duncan is from the Virgin Islands, and thus, not a true San Antonian. So I’ll compare my wife to my favorite S.A. celeb, Henry the Puffy Taco. For those of you who don’t know, Henry is the beloved mascot for the S.A. Missions, a minor league baseball team. You can learn more about the crazy antics of Henry at:
seattlepi.nwsource.com/baseball/138032_doublea04.html
wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_the_Puffy_Taco
The similarities are abundant: A) Obviously, both hail from S.A. B) Both are connoisseurs of tex-mex cuisine. C) They both know how to satisfy a man . . . his appetite, that is. D) Both have a hard outer shell, but are filled with warm goodness on the inside.
There are differences as well: A) I would never refer to my wife as puffy. B) Alyson doesn’t enjoy lettuce on her tacos. C) Alyson only breaks out the green tights for special occasions. D) My wife has a human head.
According to Wikipedia, Henry graduated from Taco Tech University.Phil said the best thing about living in Dallas was the weather. Do you care to offer your own views on the city? You’ve been living there since you left high school, after all.
Dallas is an interesting place. I’ve moved around a lot since I’ve been here, so I’ve gotten to experience a lot of this town. Dallas itself kind of sucks. The people are all so pretentious, trendy and generally stuck-up. It’s like living at Kapaun Mt. Carmel. The good thing is you will never run out of stuff to do. Between sports, music, shopping, restaurants and bars, Dallas has a lot of it all. You can never get bored here. It seems like the further you get from downtown, the nicer and more “Texan” the people become. The weather is kind of nice, too. But to be honest, I miss the weather in Kansas, especially in the fall.
You happened to be in Manhattan one weekend in 1998, and I saw you outside of the Aggieville Subway. I had just broken up with my first college girlfriend, feeling pretty blue, and you said, “Bigger and better things, huh?” I thought it was a pretty callous thing to say, but as time wore on, I accepted it as one of the finest pieces of wisdom anyone had ever dared to impart. But now -- now I think, “Maybe he was just being sarcastic.” Or maybe you were implying that I was going to, in fact, start dating larger girls. Do you remember giving that advice? Was “Bigger and better things” a mantra in your own life?
Honestly, I don’t remember it, but it totally sounds like something I would say, for several reasons: 1) it was a fairly meaningless line in an awkward situation, (2) I often (and especially at that point in my life) don’t appreciate the feelings of other people, and for that I apologize, (3) I’m an eternal optimist.
So to put your mind to rest, it was not a sarcastic comment. I’ve always tried to pull something positive from a bad situation. In that respect, I guess it has been a mantra in my life and a way for me to get through tough times. But just out of curiosity, did you try dating bigger girls?
I didn't just try, George -- I succeeded.
What is your favorite word?
Rendezvous
What is your least favorite word?
Valet (You might have to live in Dallas to truly despise this one)
What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Manual labor. In my profession and especially in this city, I encounter a lot of people who find that it is beneath them to get their hands dirty. I like doing work around the house and breaking a sweat. It makes me feel as if I’ve actually accomplished something.
What turns you off?
I can’t stand the fact that so many people spend so much time following the lives of celebrities. The magazines, and the tv shows like “Extra” or whatever it’s called – I just don’t care and I don’t see why anybody else does. I don’t mind celebrities in general. Some I like and respect their work, others I think are no talent ass-clowns. But why the hell does anyone care about the personal lives of celebrities? Don’t get me wrong, if somebody is doing something noteworthy in their spare time, be it good or bad, that’s one thing. But magazines and shows that are dedicated purely to what someone was wearing or who they were seen with – I just don’t get it. Terms like “Brangelina,” “Tomkat,” and “K-Fed” make me want to puke.
Also, I have an intense hatred for almost all reality t.v., especially American Idol.
What is your favorite curse word?
“Douche-bag”
What sound or noise do you love?
After playing basketball for as many years as I did, the swish of the net is something that can give you goose bumps and is something that I crave from time to time.
What sound or noise do you hate?
The alarm clock
What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Mariachi band singer.
What profession would you not like to do?
Class Reunion Organizer.
If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
That he dozed off for a few years when I was in college.
What have you been reading?
This wacky website where some douche-bag interviews all his old high school classmates.
What was your favorite class at BC?
Probably physics with Mr. Seiler. He was like Mr. Wizard. He was always genuinely excited about what he was doing. Plus, he was probably the nicest man I’ve ever met.
Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
I’ve been lucky in that I’ve gotten to know some of our classmates, who I didn’t really know in high school, after we graduated. I wish I would have gotten to know them a little better when we were in school.
Monday, November 27, 2006
Reunion Weekend
Millie's meeting produced a bit of an agenda:
Friday night: "The Reunion"
--location still to be determined
--at a church hall or a bar, if there's a bar large enough to hold us
--state your preference in the comments
--please be specific
Saturday morning-afternoon: "Family Time"
--location and event to be determined
--input needed
--form a committee in the comments
Saturday afternoon: "Tour B.C."
--Mrs. Gomez will lead a tour around 3 p.m.
Saturday evening: "Mass"
--at St. Francis, or
--at Schulte, where Fr. Orr is currrently stationed
Saturday night: "To Be Determined"
--Dinner? A night out on the town? Something formal?
--form a committee in the comments
Friday night: "The Reunion"
--location still to be determined
--at a church hall or a bar, if there's a bar large enough to hold us
--state your preference in the comments
--please be specific
Saturday morning-afternoon: "Family Time"
--location and event to be determined
--input needed
--form a committee in the comments
Saturday afternoon: "Tour B.C."
--Mrs. Gomez will lead a tour around 3 p.m.
Saturday evening: "Mass"
--at St. Francis, or
--at Schulte, where Fr. Orr is currrently stationed
Saturday night: "To Be Determined"
--Dinner? A night out on the town? Something formal?
--form a committee in the comments
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Milliecopia
We're about one year away from the reunion, and we're about one week away from a friendly gathering hosted by Millie.
Black Friday, November 24, Millie will be opening her home to those readers that would like to share in baked goods and fellowship. If you can tear yourself away from the great sales going on at Radio Shack, please stop by and say hello.
A few details:
Questions about the event should be placed in the comments, as should your list of food allergies.
A few details:
It's November 24, the day after Thanksgiving.If you're thinking, "I'd go, but I don't want to see Dan, because he's a world-class retard," fear not! I will only be there for the first few minutes -- I'm going to stuff a few cookies in my craw and dash out of there. Millie will keep me posted on what was discussed, minus the choice swear words, and the meeting minutes will be posted here at 97kix.
It will begin at approximately 1 p.m. and end around 3 p.m.
It will be held at Millie's compound, located across the street from St. Francis; look for the house with the decorated mailbox, or email Millie for directions.
Suggestions for the reunion will be discussed.
Treats will be served.
If a man answers the door, call him "Chuck".
Questions about the event should be placed in the comments, as should your list of food allergies.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Better Know A Classmate: Nick T
This week's interview features Nick, who is the first person I have interviewed that has both 1.> been inside my current home, and 2.> not broken one of the windows of my current home with a rock because he locked himself out and it was freezing cold and there was no one around to unlock the door. (Thanks again, Phil!)
And remember, I don't only interview people whose furniture I've moved up several flights of stairs (Thanks again, Nick!). If you'd like to be featured on a website that's already garnered several complaints, send me an email or leave a note in the comments.
Our team is what?
Dynamite!
Our team is what?
Dynamite!
Our team is Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick
BOOM!
Dynamite!
* * *
Elena is your wife. Previously, she was not your wife, and she was in California, and you were not. What is your advice for successfully managing a long-distance relationship?
There are two schools of thought: 1) Absence makes the heart grow fonder, 2) Out of sight…out of mind. I suggest subscribing to the former.
In his interview, Frank ranked his Asian-ness a 7. On a scale of 1-10, how Hispanic are you? What about Elena? Please qualify your rankings.
Great question. There are few questions such as this that truly reach to the core of an individual. I often wonder precisely how “Hispanic” I am. You will be delighted to know, as I am, that I am now able to empirically answer this question. Based on the U.S. 2000 Census, there are seven Hispanic types of statistical significance. These are Mexicans, Puerto Rican, Central American, South American, Cuban, Dominican, and Spanish. Seven types. I am one: Mexican. Subsequently, I can say, with 100% certainty, that I am 14.28% Hispanic. Therefore, keeping the same ratio constant, on a scale of 1-10, I am a 1.4.
Elena is half-Mexican. Therefore she is .7 on a scale of 1-10.
I appreciate your precision. Circa 2004, I served you your first taste of summer sausage. Why were you so late in trying summer sausage, and how has your life changed since that fateful night?
In response to the first part of your question, I would pose my own question: Why is anyone ever so early in eating summer sausage? Has it been the “cool” sausage for years? When is the last time you had chorizo? What has taken you so long?
In response to the latter part of your question; Yes, it has changed my life. I now have an experience in common with rural America. I feel like the common-man.
Nick, you're not being fair. You know for a fact that I eat chorizo every morning with my huevos rancheros. You played tennis in your high school days, and I believe you have called BC's new courts, "The House that Tejeda Built". Does is sting to see the fancy new courts, knowing that you played your matches in what was essentially an occassionally dry pond, fit for nothing more than a Christmas tree fundraiser?
It does not sting to see the fancy new courts as much as it stings to be physically locked out of them. Seriously, do they need to be locked down like friggin’ Fort Knox? Oooo, I might try to wear black-soled tennis shoes on the court. That is the way I roll.
Please describe your previous occupation in horrifically mundane detail; also, please tell us about the classes you are currently taking.
In short, I served in a consultative and business development role for clients in a 22-state area for a healthcare technology company. Sorry, you get no more detail than that. I refuse to believe anyone gives a damn.
Currently, I am wrapping up my graduate degree in Health Administration (MHA) at KU Med. Theoretically, this prepares me to run a hospital. Current classes include strategic marketing, managed care reimbursement, quality improvement, health and social behavior, and policy. Under-water basket weaving was full.
Nick sports his facepaint at Browntrush Park, pre-tailgate party,
prior to a 1996 BC/KMC hoops game. I think.
What is your favorite word?
Leverage.
What is your least favorite word?
Whatever.
What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
People who try.
What turns you off?
People who won’t try.
What is your favorite curse word?
The f-bomb.
What sound or noise do you love?
Tires on gravel.
What sound or noise do you hate?
People chewing on crunchy food. I want to beat my television every time one of those cereal commercials comes one that brags about how freaking obnoxiously loud they sound when eaten.
What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Epidemiologist for the state of Kansas.
What profession would you not like to do?
Epidemiologist for any sub-Saharan nation.
If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
“I practice Affirmative Action.”
What was your favorite class at BC?
Study hall after Father Orr’s class.
Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
Actually, honestly wouldn’t change anything. Except for the way I approached my studies. Probably would have chosen entirely different friends. Might have gone with a different family. Otherwise, I’m good.
And remember, I don't only interview people whose furniture I've moved up several flights of stairs (Thanks again, Nick!). If you'd like to be featured on a website that's already garnered several complaints, send me an email or leave a note in the comments.
Our team is what?
Dynamite!
Our team is what?
Dynamite!
Our team is Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick
BOOM!
Dynamite!
* * *
Elena is your wife. Previously, she was not your wife, and she was in California, and you were not. What is your advice for successfully managing a long-distance relationship?
There are two schools of thought: 1) Absence makes the heart grow fonder, 2) Out of sight…out of mind. I suggest subscribing to the former.
In his interview, Frank ranked his Asian-ness a 7. On a scale of 1-10, how Hispanic are you? What about Elena? Please qualify your rankings.
Great question. There are few questions such as this that truly reach to the core of an individual. I often wonder precisely how “Hispanic” I am. You will be delighted to know, as I am, that I am now able to empirically answer this question. Based on the U.S. 2000 Census, there are seven Hispanic types of statistical significance. These are Mexicans, Puerto Rican, Central American, South American, Cuban, Dominican, and Spanish. Seven types. I am one: Mexican. Subsequently, I can say, with 100% certainty, that I am 14.28% Hispanic. Therefore, keeping the same ratio constant, on a scale of 1-10, I am a 1.4.
Elena is half-Mexican. Therefore she is .7 on a scale of 1-10.
I appreciate your precision. Circa 2004, I served you your first taste of summer sausage. Why were you so late in trying summer sausage, and how has your life changed since that fateful night?
In response to the first part of your question, I would pose my own question: Why is anyone ever so early in eating summer sausage? Has it been the “cool” sausage for years? When is the last time you had chorizo? What has taken you so long?
In response to the latter part of your question; Yes, it has changed my life. I now have an experience in common with rural America. I feel like the common-man.
Nick, you're not being fair. You know for a fact that I eat chorizo every morning with my huevos rancheros. You played tennis in your high school days, and I believe you have called BC's new courts, "The House that Tejeda Built". Does is sting to see the fancy new courts, knowing that you played your matches in what was essentially an occassionally dry pond, fit for nothing more than a Christmas tree fundraiser?
It does not sting to see the fancy new courts as much as it stings to be physically locked out of them. Seriously, do they need to be locked down like friggin’ Fort Knox? Oooo, I might try to wear black-soled tennis shoes on the court. That is the way I roll.
Please describe your previous occupation in horrifically mundane detail; also, please tell us about the classes you are currently taking.
In short, I served in a consultative and business development role for clients in a 22-state area for a healthcare technology company. Sorry, you get no more detail than that. I refuse to believe anyone gives a damn.
Currently, I am wrapping up my graduate degree in Health Administration (MHA) at KU Med. Theoretically, this prepares me to run a hospital. Current classes include strategic marketing, managed care reimbursement, quality improvement, health and social behavior, and policy. Under-water basket weaving was full.
Nick sports his facepaint at Browntrush Park, pre-tailgate party,prior to a 1996 BC/KMC hoops game. I think.
What is your favorite word?
Leverage.
What is your least favorite word?
Whatever.
What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
People who try.
What turns you off?
People who won’t try.
What is your favorite curse word?
The f-bomb.
What sound or noise do you love?
Tires on gravel.
What sound or noise do you hate?
People chewing on crunchy food. I want to beat my television every time one of those cereal commercials comes one that brags about how freaking obnoxiously loud they sound when eaten.
What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Epidemiologist for the state of Kansas.
What profession would you not like to do?
Epidemiologist for any sub-Saharan nation.
If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
“I practice Affirmative Action.”
What was your favorite class at BC?
Study hall after Father Orr’s class.
Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
Actually, honestly wouldn’t change anything. Except for the way I approached my studies. Probably would have chosen entirely different friends. Might have gone with a different family. Otherwise, I’m good.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Better Know A Classmate: Robert
Robert is the latest classmate to subject himself to the interview process. You might remember him from his standout role as would-be rapist Judd in the spring musical "Oklahoma!". Or, you know, from walking around the halls and attending classes and whatnot. He was the one with the glasses.
I can't really think of a pun, so let's begin:
Prior to the interview, you sent me a photo of our performance in "The Night of January 16th", a courtroom play in which you played the prosecuting attorney, and I played the defense attorney. My first impression - I'm blown away by the good work of our Tech Theatre crew. You really feel like you're in a real New York courtroom. Also, I believe this photo marks the last time I wore a suit. What are your thoughts?
I'd say that play was still in the first acts of a lifelong love affair with suits. I don't care if it's a funeral, a wedding, trial or play, I do love me some suits. Never been in a real New York courtroom though, so I'll take your word for it.
That play was unique in that a jury was assembled from the audience, and they were asked to rule "guilty" or "not guilty" at the end of the play, based on the facts the actors presented. As you will recall, my defense team lost every single night. To what do you attribute your courtroom dominance?
I was a populist. I knew how to talk to the workaday Kansan and make them dance just how I liked. I have since lost that ability, however.
Also, I believe my mom was in the jury one night, but if I recollect accurately, she voted for you. Unlike the rest of the juries, she based her ruling on the facts, rather than how likeable the attorneys were. Even still, I think she did have something of a maternal feeling for you, Dan. Not everyone knows about the red door church.
Please describe an average workday in horrifically mundane detail.
Pass.
In your youth, you and a friend were obsessed with building a Hoverboard, a levitating device popularized in the classic sequel "Back to the Future, Part II". Have you made any progress?
Well, actually, that wasn't my friend; it was my older brother. For our entire lives, he's been using me as a tool monkey for lunatic projects that ultimately come to little. Unfortunately, so did this one. To make a long story short, despite all our efforts at making the six-foot plywood disk, sewing the shower curtain to make the necessary skirt (for the hovercraft, not me - that's another story), we were stymied by a woefully inadequate vacuum cleaner motor. On the upside, I'm pretty sure all that shit is still sitting in my parents garage, just waiting for me to get a better vacuum cleaner motor.
Then we'll see what's what.
I gather that you are married. What's that all about?
It's good to be married. Tells the boss that you're reliable, that at least one person can put up with you. Tells the girls that you've got some money and that your equipment works.
Oh - and she's my dream girl.
I remember listening to some Nine Inch Nails with you back in the day. I also seem to recall you kneeing someone in the chest while in the midst of a Kansas Coliseum mosh pit. In your opinion, what was the defining album of your high school years? Do you still listen to that album?
Pearl Jam: Ten. Every album they have released since then has sucked to a greater degree , but that one's pure gold. What can better encapsulate angst than Eddie Vedder screaming nearly incoherently. I don't listen to that album regularly anymore, but it comes out when I need it. When I start taking myself too seriously, or some circumstance is beating on me and won't let up, there's nothing better in life than to turn on the radio and hear one of those songs that I listened to on a nearly daily basis when I was 17 and haven't since; without any other baggage attached to it, all it takes is one song to pare things back to getting out on a half day and driving to Bionic Burger to piss away the rest of the afternoon with my friends because we had nothing else to do. Good times.
What sound or noise do you love?
Roar of the ocean. It's implacable and everything else has to just shut up for it.
What is your favorite word?
Diaspora.
What is your favorite curse word?
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuckity-ding-dong-crap. I actually wrote a short story and submitted it to Newman University's literary magazine, entirely for the purpose of publishing the term "Fuckity-ding-dong-crap." Won second place in their annual contest.
What have you been reading?
Books. Why? What have you been reading?
I've also been reading books. Books and short stories. What was your favorite class at BC? Why?
Junior English. I got to beat up on people in front of a Jury again. I think it was Nathan V., although if I'd have known he'd get some tropical disease ten years down the road, I'd have gone easier on him.
Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
Published more papers.
I can't really think of a pun, so let's begin:
Prior to the interview, you sent me a photo of our performance in "The Night of January 16th", a courtroom play in which you played the prosecuting attorney, and I played the defense attorney. My first impression - I'm blown away by the good work of our Tech Theatre crew. You really feel like you're in a real New York courtroom. Also, I believe this photo marks the last time I wore a suit. What are your thoughts?
I'd say that play was still in the first acts of a lifelong love affair with suits. I don't care if it's a funeral, a wedding, trial or play, I do love me some suits. Never been in a real New York courtroom though, so I'll take your word for it.
That play was unique in that a jury was assembled from the audience, and they were asked to rule "guilty" or "not guilty" at the end of the play, based on the facts the actors presented. As you will recall, my defense team lost every single night. To what do you attribute your courtroom dominance?
I was a populist. I knew how to talk to the workaday Kansan and make them dance just how I liked. I have since lost that ability, however.
Also, I believe my mom was in the jury one night, but if I recollect accurately, she voted for you. Unlike the rest of the juries, she based her ruling on the facts, rather than how likeable the attorneys were. Even still, I think she did have something of a maternal feeling for you, Dan. Not everyone knows about the red door church.
Please describe an average workday in horrifically mundane detail.
Pass.
In your youth, you and a friend were obsessed with building a Hoverboard, a levitating device popularized in the classic sequel "Back to the Future, Part II". Have you made any progress?
Well, actually, that wasn't my friend; it was my older brother. For our entire lives, he's been using me as a tool monkey for lunatic projects that ultimately come to little. Unfortunately, so did this one. To make a long story short, despite all our efforts at making the six-foot plywood disk, sewing the shower curtain to make the necessary skirt (for the hovercraft, not me - that's another story), we were stymied by a woefully inadequate vacuum cleaner motor. On the upside, I'm pretty sure all that shit is still sitting in my parents garage, just waiting for me to get a better vacuum cleaner motor.
Then we'll see what's what.
I gather that you are married. What's that all about?
It's good to be married. Tells the boss that you're reliable, that at least one person can put up with you. Tells the girls that you've got some money and that your equipment works.
Oh - and she's my dream girl.
I remember listening to some Nine Inch Nails with you back in the day. I also seem to recall you kneeing someone in the chest while in the midst of a Kansas Coliseum mosh pit. In your opinion, what was the defining album of your high school years? Do you still listen to that album?
Pearl Jam: Ten. Every album they have released since then has sucked to a greater degree , but that one's pure gold. What can better encapsulate angst than Eddie Vedder screaming nearly incoherently. I don't listen to that album regularly anymore, but it comes out when I need it. When I start taking myself too seriously, or some circumstance is beating on me and won't let up, there's nothing better in life than to turn on the radio and hear one of those songs that I listened to on a nearly daily basis when I was 17 and haven't since; without any other baggage attached to it, all it takes is one song to pare things back to getting out on a half day and driving to Bionic Burger to piss away the rest of the afternoon with my friends because we had nothing else to do. Good times.
What sound or noise do you love?
Roar of the ocean. It's implacable and everything else has to just shut up for it.
What is your favorite word?
Diaspora.
What is your favorite curse word?
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuckity-ding-dong-crap. I actually wrote a short story and submitted it to Newman University's literary magazine, entirely for the purpose of publishing the term "Fuckity-ding-dong-crap." Won second place in their annual contest.
What have you been reading?
Books. Why? What have you been reading?
I've also been reading books. Books and short stories. What was your favorite class at BC? Why?
Junior English. I got to beat up on people in front of a Jury again. I think it was Nathan V., although if I'd have known he'd get some tropical disease ten years down the road, I'd have gone easier on him.
Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
Published more papers.
Monday, October 23, 2006
Forgiveness Please
I haven't posted anything lately. Sorry. There are some interviews floating around, waiting to be answered - once they get back to me, the fun will begin anew.
Take this time to talk about whatever you'd like to discuss in the comments. I think we've exhausted the topic of the City of Elkhart, but while we wait for a new post, please feel free to chat. Whatever you like. Anything.
For example, I'm going to take this chance to briefly respond to one of last week's comments, which stated that my post about spouses "did not seem like a joke so much as an editorial".
The thing is, though, is that it was a joke.
Sometimes, I try to write entertaining things, lest things get dull, and people end up debating the City of Elkhart, and people don't bother checking the website anymore (except to learn about Elkhart's diverse history), and they don't stay informed about the reunion, and the big day comes, and it's a flop... all because I didn't make a joke about divorce or pornography.
Now - happy commenting!
Take this time to talk about whatever you'd like to discuss in the comments. I think we've exhausted the topic of the City of Elkhart, but while we wait for a new post, please feel free to chat. Whatever you like. Anything.
For example, I'm going to take this chance to briefly respond to one of last week's comments, which stated that my post about spouses "did not seem like a joke so much as an editorial".
The thing is, though, is that it was a joke.
Sometimes, I try to write entertaining things, lest things get dull, and people end up debating the City of Elkhart, and people don't bother checking the website anymore (except to learn about Elkhart's diverse history), and they don't stay informed about the reunion, and the big day comes, and it's a flop... all because I didn't make a joke about divorce or pornography.
Now - happy commenting!
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Invites After All
As you may have noticed, the United States Postal Service is delivering invitations to the Class of '97.
"But wait," you say, "didn't you just tell us that 'no invitations will be mailed'? What is the meaning of this reversal? Are you retarded or something?"
"Indeed, slightly," I reply. "It doesn't show in most cases, but my handicap is evident in certain circumstances, such as standardized tests and mass mailings."
"Oh. God. Sorry. I didn't know."
"Yeah. Well. It happens."
"Yeah. I guess."
"Yeah. Yeah."
"Huh."
"Meh."
"Hrumph."
(*cough*)
(*crickets chirping*)
(*game of cricket being played*)
(*play about crickets being written*)
(end scene)
Thanks to Michelle for getting the discount invites and seeing after the mailing. Thanks to Millie for additional input.
"But wait," you say, "didn't you just tell us that 'no invitations will be mailed'? What is the meaning of this reversal? Are you retarded or something?"
"Indeed, slightly," I reply. "It doesn't show in most cases, but my handicap is evident in certain circumstances, such as standardized tests and mass mailings."
"Oh. God. Sorry. I didn't know."
"Yeah. Well. It happens."
"Yeah. I guess."
"Yeah. Yeah."
"Huh."
"Meh."
"Hrumph."
(*cough*)
(*crickets chirping*)
(*game of cricket being played*)
(*play about crickets being written*)
(end scene)
Thanks to Michelle for getting the discount invites and seeing after the mailing. Thanks to Millie for additional input.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Better Know A Classmate: Pat
It's time for a chat with all-around good guy Pat, the only man I know who has had a little brother afflicted with gout. From radioactivity to kitchen appliances, this interview covers it all.
We've got it down Pat!
* * *
What brings you to New York, Pat?
I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there, I’ll tell you how I became the prince of town called Bel Air. Um, wrong story. Well, a year had gone by after graduating from KSU and I was still working at a liquor store. No thanks in part to a worthless degree in Kinesiology. A friend of a friend was working for a nuclear medicine company in Wichita and because I was willing to relocate I was hired to work as a Nuclear Medicine Tech. They needed to fill a position in Carmel, NY and so here I am. We (my wife Alyssa and daughter Lily) live about 50 miles straight north of New York City. We really enjoy the area but because we have a daughter now we’ll be moving back to Wichita in December of this year. The grandmas have pretty much demanded it.
Any good stories from your days at the liquor store?
Not really any good stories. It’s really kind of sad the way alcohol can control some people’s lives. We opened at 10 am and most mornings people were there waiting for us in the parking lot. One guy jogged to the store every morning to buy a pint of vodka. At least he was getting his exercise. One lady had to use one of those electronic voice box things. You know what I’m talking about? Like that guy on South Park, where you have to hold it up to your throat to talk because of a tracheotomy or something and you sound like a robot. I could never understand what she was saying and she always had to point to what she wanted. She kind of freaked me out.
Describe an average workday in horrifically mundane detail.
Yuck. I’m up at 7:10 every morning and at work by 8:00. I live literally right across the street from the hospital so it’s not a long commute at all. For the first hour I’m at work I do all my quality control and make up the doses of radioisotopes I use to image patients hearts. This is pretty monotonous and I dread doing it everyday. By 9:00 my first patient has usually arrived. On average I do about 4-5 tests per day each one lasting from 2-3 hours. The test consists of starting an I.V. in the patient's arm and injecting them with 8-10 mCi of Tc99m. I then image their heart at rest on a gamma camera. The next step is to stress the patient's heart either on a treadmill, or for those who can’t walk, with a chemical stressor. While at their peak heart rate I inject another 30-35 mCi of Tc99m and then we image them again. This gives the cardiologist a before stress and an after stress image of the patients heart and the perfusion or blood flow through the coronary arteries. Since a majority of cardiac problems reveal themselves during stress we can determine fairly accurately if a patient needs to have a more invasive procedure to fix anything before they have a massive heart attack. I like dealing with the patients and if we catch something that saves someone’s life it makes my job just that much more satisfying. I usually finish the day up by 4:00. Oh and drug reps bring us lunch at least a couple times a week so that’s another bonus.
You roomed with Carroll classmates Brad A. AND Mike S., in one small, two-person dorm room, during your Freshman year at KSU. I can't think of the words to describe such an experience - can you?
Well, it all started off okay but it all went down hill after that. Actually Mike didn't get along with his hillbilly roommate Slim so he started hanging out in our room and before you know it he’s moved all his shit into our room. Mike's one of my good friends so no big deal. Really we were just on different schedules. I almost missed and then ultimately failed a psychology test because I was up all night drinking with those guys. Needless to say, academically I had a bad freshman year of college.
Phil, Pat's crack, and myself enjoy ourselves in sunny Mexico.
Pat remained drunk for the rest of 1997.
Phil has claimed (on this very website) to be "directly responsible" for introducing you to your wife. He claims to have said, "Hey you're both tall...can't you make this work?" Can you verify his claim, or did things happen differently?
I can’t remember if those were his exact words or not but yes he did introduce me to my wife. I believe his now wife Casey told Alyssa there was someone she should meet and Phil did the actual act of introducing the two of us. Thanks Phil.
As someone who had a really nice, really fun wedding reception, what tips do you have for an equally successful 10-year reunion?
Well my in-laws only wanted to have one keg of beer. My dad was having none of that noise and paid for the other three. I think that’s the key, plenty of beer. Oh and good company is crucial as well.
Your reception was definitely the first time I'd seen a guest (Mike S) show up in a cab... a cab that someone else had to pay the fare for...
Who paid for it? Shawn? I think everyone was surprised that Mike was able to make it but I’m glad he did. He lives in Hawaii now so I haven’t seen him in probably 4 years. I think he’s still alive. Actually I think he’s working with Criss Angel to make Diamond Head disappear. Mindfreak!
Myself and some others were happy to purchase a professional mixer for your wedding. What was the last food that was prepared with that mixer?
Lis had made all kinds of baked goods with that wonderful mixer. I think I’ve gained probably 15 lbs since getting married partially due to that mixer. Lis is a great cook and that mixer has been used plenty. I was the one who requested it when we registered and it was the only thing I really wanted. You guys did a great job of picking it out.
For the record, how tall are you, and how tall is your wife? What is your wife doing these days?
For the record, Dan, I’m 6’5”, I may have grown a little since high school, I’m not sure. No I didn’t play basketball in high school so don’t ask. It’s not a touchy subject but I get asked at least twice a week. Lis is 5’11” and Lily, who is 7 months old is already 3 ft tall…no not really.
Tell me about your daughter - specifically, how she was created, and what she's going to look like when she's 18.
As you may or may not remember from biology class the “zygote” or fertilized egg moves to the uterus via the fallopian tubes where it implants itself in the uterine wall. There the baby develops over the next 40 weeks or so until the baby is delivered. I just copied all of that off some web site so I hope it’s accurate.
Unless things change Lily will probably have blond hair and blue eyes and will hopefully NOT be a member of the Hitler Youth. (Get it? She looks like an Aryan.)
As a red-blooded male, does it freak you out to be a daughter's father? I mean, by the time she's ready to date, girls will probably be wearing bikinis to school and have "SLUT" tattooed on their lower backs...
Very much so. While Lis was pregnant I wanted a boy just for that reason. However, now I wouldn’t have it any other way. She’s such a great baby and she’s smart so hopefully she’ll stay out of any trouble. At least that’s what I keep telling myself. Maybe we’ll look into home schooling.
What have you been reading?
Lately it’s been books by James Michener, I like the historical fiction genre and he was pretty much the king of it. Right now I’m reading The Source. Next maybe The Drifters, I heard it’s good. I have plenty of books waiting in the wings.
What is your favorite word?
Redunkulous- I believe Stuart Scott from ESPN coined this term. I try to use it as often as possible.
What is your favorite curse word?
I evidently say ‘fuck’ a lot, usually after I see the score of the Chiefs or Notre Dame football games.
Hmm. Four kegs at the wedding, you cheer for Notre Dame... on a scale of 1 to 10, Pat, exactly how Irish are you?
My grandfather was 100% Irish and he always watched Notre Dame Football when I was growing up so that kind of rubbed off on me. The last name is actually an adopted name as my dad was adopted by his step-father. My mom’s side is 50% Irish and 50% German. I would estimate that makes me like 25% Irish, maybe more since I don’t know much about my dad’s lineage, so maybe a 3/10? I like to think I’m more like 7/10 though.
What sound or noise do you love?
My daughter’s laugh.
[Editor's note: this will be the first and only time "My child's laugh" is accepted as an answer to this question, lest all parents feel obligated to say it. From here on out, we're going to assume all mothers and fathers love their child's laugh most of all, and we'll be excited to see what their second-favorite sound/noise might be.]
What was your favorite class at BC?
Mr. Finkeldei’s History class. I think it was Junior year? All my friends were in the class and Mr. Finkeldei’s laid back attitude was a nice break from the slave drivers like, say, Mr. Keiser, man that guy was weird. I think he was plotting world domination during his planning hour.
Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
I would have played basketball. I don’t know if I would have made the team but I would have at least tried out.
We've got it down Pat!
* * *
What brings you to New York, Pat?
I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there, I’ll tell you how I became the prince of town called Bel Air. Um, wrong story. Well, a year had gone by after graduating from KSU and I was still working at a liquor store. No thanks in part to a worthless degree in Kinesiology. A friend of a friend was working for a nuclear medicine company in Wichita and because I was willing to relocate I was hired to work as a Nuclear Medicine Tech. They needed to fill a position in Carmel, NY and so here I am. We (my wife Alyssa and daughter Lily) live about 50 miles straight north of New York City. We really enjoy the area but because we have a daughter now we’ll be moving back to Wichita in December of this year. The grandmas have pretty much demanded it.
Any good stories from your days at the liquor store?
Not really any good stories. It’s really kind of sad the way alcohol can control some people’s lives. We opened at 10 am and most mornings people were there waiting for us in the parking lot. One guy jogged to the store every morning to buy a pint of vodka. At least he was getting his exercise. One lady had to use one of those electronic voice box things. You know what I’m talking about? Like that guy on South Park, where you have to hold it up to your throat to talk because of a tracheotomy or something and you sound like a robot. I could never understand what she was saying and she always had to point to what she wanted. She kind of freaked me out.
Describe an average workday in horrifically mundane detail.
Yuck. I’m up at 7:10 every morning and at work by 8:00. I live literally right across the street from the hospital so it’s not a long commute at all. For the first hour I’m at work I do all my quality control and make up the doses of radioisotopes I use to image patients hearts. This is pretty monotonous and I dread doing it everyday. By 9:00 my first patient has usually arrived. On average I do about 4-5 tests per day each one lasting from 2-3 hours. The test consists of starting an I.V. in the patient's arm and injecting them with 8-10 mCi of Tc99m. I then image their heart at rest on a gamma camera. The next step is to stress the patient's heart either on a treadmill, or for those who can’t walk, with a chemical stressor. While at their peak heart rate I inject another 30-35 mCi of Tc99m and then we image them again. This gives the cardiologist a before stress and an after stress image of the patients heart and the perfusion or blood flow through the coronary arteries. Since a majority of cardiac problems reveal themselves during stress we can determine fairly accurately if a patient needs to have a more invasive procedure to fix anything before they have a massive heart attack. I like dealing with the patients and if we catch something that saves someone’s life it makes my job just that much more satisfying. I usually finish the day up by 4:00. Oh and drug reps bring us lunch at least a couple times a week so that’s another bonus.
You roomed with Carroll classmates Brad A. AND Mike S., in one small, two-person dorm room, during your Freshman year at KSU. I can't think of the words to describe such an experience - can you?
Well, it all started off okay but it all went down hill after that. Actually Mike didn't get along with his hillbilly roommate Slim so he started hanging out in our room and before you know it he’s moved all his shit into our room. Mike's one of my good friends so no big deal. Really we were just on different schedules. I almost missed and then ultimately failed a psychology test because I was up all night drinking with those guys. Needless to say, academically I had a bad freshman year of college.
Phil, Pat's crack, and myself enjoy ourselves in sunny Mexico.Pat remained drunk for the rest of 1997.
Phil has claimed (on this very website) to be "directly responsible" for introducing you to your wife. He claims to have said, "Hey you're both tall...can't you make this work?" Can you verify his claim, or did things happen differently?
I can’t remember if those were his exact words or not but yes he did introduce me to my wife. I believe his now wife Casey told Alyssa there was someone she should meet and Phil did the actual act of introducing the two of us. Thanks Phil.
As someone who had a really nice, really fun wedding reception, what tips do you have for an equally successful 10-year reunion?
Well my in-laws only wanted to have one keg of beer. My dad was having none of that noise and paid for the other three. I think that’s the key, plenty of beer. Oh and good company is crucial as well.
Your reception was definitely the first time I'd seen a guest (Mike S) show up in a cab... a cab that someone else had to pay the fare for...
Who paid for it? Shawn? I think everyone was surprised that Mike was able to make it but I’m glad he did. He lives in Hawaii now so I haven’t seen him in probably 4 years. I think he’s still alive. Actually I think he’s working with Criss Angel to make Diamond Head disappear. Mindfreak!
Myself and some others were happy to purchase a professional mixer for your wedding. What was the last food that was prepared with that mixer?
Lis had made all kinds of baked goods with that wonderful mixer. I think I’ve gained probably 15 lbs since getting married partially due to that mixer. Lis is a great cook and that mixer has been used plenty. I was the one who requested it when we registered and it was the only thing I really wanted. You guys did a great job of picking it out.
For the record, how tall are you, and how tall is your wife? What is your wife doing these days?
For the record, Dan, I’m 6’5”, I may have grown a little since high school, I’m not sure. No I didn’t play basketball in high school so don’t ask. It’s not a touchy subject but I get asked at least twice a week. Lis is 5’11” and Lily, who is 7 months old is already 3 ft tall…no not really.
Tell me about your daughter - specifically, how she was created, and what she's going to look like when she's 18.
As you may or may not remember from biology class the “zygote” or fertilized egg moves to the uterus via the fallopian tubes where it implants itself in the uterine wall. There the baby develops over the next 40 weeks or so until the baby is delivered. I just copied all of that off some web site so I hope it’s accurate.
Unless things change Lily will probably have blond hair and blue eyes and will hopefully NOT be a member of the Hitler Youth. (Get it? She looks like an Aryan.)
As a red-blooded male, does it freak you out to be a daughter's father? I mean, by the time she's ready to date, girls will probably be wearing bikinis to school and have "SLUT" tattooed on their lower backs...
Very much so. While Lis was pregnant I wanted a boy just for that reason. However, now I wouldn’t have it any other way. She’s such a great baby and she’s smart so hopefully she’ll stay out of any trouble. At least that’s what I keep telling myself. Maybe we’ll look into home schooling.
What have you been reading?
Lately it’s been books by James Michener, I like the historical fiction genre and he was pretty much the king of it. Right now I’m reading The Source. Next maybe The Drifters, I heard it’s good. I have plenty of books waiting in the wings.
What is your favorite word?
Redunkulous- I believe Stuart Scott from ESPN coined this term. I try to use it as often as possible.
What is your favorite curse word?
I evidently say ‘fuck’ a lot, usually after I see the score of the Chiefs or Notre Dame football games.
Hmm. Four kegs at the wedding, you cheer for Notre Dame... on a scale of 1 to 10, Pat, exactly how Irish are you?
My grandfather was 100% Irish and he always watched Notre Dame Football when I was growing up so that kind of rubbed off on me. The last name is actually an adopted name as my dad was adopted by his step-father. My mom’s side is 50% Irish and 50% German. I would estimate that makes me like 25% Irish, maybe more since I don’t know much about my dad’s lineage, so maybe a 3/10? I like to think I’m more like 7/10 though.
What sound or noise do you love?
My daughter’s laugh.
[Editor's note: this will be the first and only time "My child's laugh" is accepted as an answer to this question, lest all parents feel obligated to say it. From here on out, we're going to assume all mothers and fathers love their child's laugh most of all, and we'll be excited to see what their second-favorite sound/noise might be.]
What was your favorite class at BC?
Mr. Finkeldei’s History class. I think it was Junior year? All my friends were in the class and Mr. Finkeldei’s laid back attitude was a nice break from the slave drivers like, say, Mr. Keiser, man that guy was weird. I think he was plotting world domination during his planning hour.
Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
I would have played basketball. I don’t know if I would have made the team but I would have at least tried out.
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Spread The Good Word
The latest issue of the Aquila has been published (see the link in the right sidebar). You may have noticed that our 10-year reunion announcement is in there.
You also may have noticed that the web address to this blog is not mentioned in the Aquila. The decision to not mention the website was made by Mrs. Gomez, after BC received "three or four" complaints about certain words and phrases used on 97kix.
This is a disappointing development, as it will now be more difficult for fellow class members to find the website. Because the Aquila will no longer publish the site's address, and because no invitations will be mailed for the reunion, please take a moment to forward the 97kix web address to all interested parties.
You also may have noticed that the web address to this blog is not mentioned in the Aquila. The decision to not mention the website was made by Mrs. Gomez, after BC received "three or four" complaints about certain words and phrases used on 97kix.
This is a disappointing development, as it will now be more difficult for fellow class members to find the website. Because the Aquila will no longer publish the site's address, and because no invitations will be mailed for the reunion, please take a moment to forward the 97kix web address to all interested parties.
Monday, September 18, 2006
Better Know A Classmate: Millie
Welcome to yet another in-depth look at the life of a classmate. Millie, Nebraskan and beloved daughter of our superintendent, took time out to answer all of my questions. You'll be happy to find that the benefits of a unicameral legislature did not come up.
It's Millie Time!
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I'm sorry to say I don't recall any of your valedictorian speech, and the only thing I remember from Nathan's salutatorian speech is a Hamlet quote. How much of your speech do you remember? How would it be different if you wrote it in the present day, and then time-travelled back to deliver it?
I don't remember my speech except that I gave it too rapidly, and my grandma was upset that I didn't give it at the actual graduation which she came down from Nebraska to attend. I do remember parts of my Benedictine valedictorian speech; I talked about how good the chicken fried steak in the cafe was, and that it was a glimpse of the perfection that Benedictine should try to achieve.
We did some Scholar's Bowl / Quiz Bowl tournaments together. When you first joined up with Shawn, Nathan, Tim, me, etc., were you surprised by how much contempt we felt toward the nerds on rival teams? What was it like being (practically) the only BC girl at those events?
I believe I WAS the only girl until Junior or Senior year. I don't remember contempt toward other teams, but I do remember being chastized by my dad for not taking SB more seriously. I enjoyed being accepted by Shawn, Tim, Nathan, Dan, etc. since I really didn't have many other friends.
Take Scholar's Bowl more seriously? It's Trivial Pursuit, for God's sake! Did he want you memorize Genus 5 or something?
Yes, something like that would have been more acceptable. He felt we were representing the school and should have done better (A 3rd place at State wasn't good enough).
You went off to college in Atchison and hooked yourself a mate. How were you courted?
Chuck was a junior when I was a freshman; he came over to our dorm room, called often, offered to take me out to Mexican, and when I continued being clueless as to his intentions, finally said "I am interested in you in a more than platonic friendship. Would you like to be my girlfriend?" At which point I said no, which was reversed two months later. After his senior year we broke up when he went to Virginia for grad school, only to start dating when he came home a semester later. He proposed to me after the wedding of some friends in Newton, and then left one month later to be a missionary in Belize. We were married 6 months after he returned to the States.
After you became an item, your then-future husband placed you into an intensive Rock appreciation course that stretched from the evolutionary stylings of Jimi Hendrix to the heavy metal thunder of Metallica. Tell me about that experience, and name the favorite song or album that Chuck exposed you to.
I can't say I have developed an appreciation for Metallica, but I have grown to like U2 and Rush under his tutelage. Chuck has made me tapes incorporating several of his favorite bands or songs (such as the Hendrix mentioned above, or Stevie Ray Vaughn, or Everclear), had me sit down and listen to specific songs, or told me about whatever album he was listening to as he graded tests. I listen to U2 most extensively, but Hendrix and Vaughn are also favorites. This summer we borrowed books and albums by/about the Beatles from the library, so my favorite song currently is either Norwegian Wood or Two of Us by the Beatles.
Oh, Millie. Rush sucks so much worse than Metallica. And do you know what "Norwegian Wood" is about? I was clueless for a very long time...
I like "Free Will" and "Xanadu" and the Bitor songs by Rush. I like the intellectual side to the music. Yes, I read the Beatles Anthology this summer and learned all about Norweigan Wood. I still don't see how he lit fire to her apartment based on the song, though.
How is the family?
Charlie is 3 1/2, almost potty trained (about 75% of the time), loves to build roads and read stories.
Chuck teaches at Bishop Carroll (6th year now), Physics and Physical Science. He does lots of cool labs, and has all of Mr. Seiler's toys.
Your brother recently recorded perfect ACT and SAT scores. Were you surprised more by the achievement itself, or by the far-reaching media coverage?
My brother studies an insane amount, which, added to his natural intelligence, makes it no surprise that he achieved his goals of perfect scores. We were more surprised by the media coverage, especially the call from the Ellen Degeneres show. It's all over now, so he's back to studying, applying for scholarships, and hogging the computer.
I believe the sisters/brothers that founded Notre Dame were from Eastern Europe; Jake is interested in a college that will challenge him.
I talked to Jake about the Notre Dame-Eastern European connection, and he said that Eastern Europeans were traditionally Catholic, and Notre Dame is a well known traditionally Catholic school, so the two go together like peas and carrots.
I hate peas and carrots.
What about wheat and wheaties? or corn and cornflakes? or potatoes and gravy?
How would you prepare and enjoy the perfect margarita?
Gosh, I don't think I've ever made a margarita. You'd be better off asking my husband that question.
I just meant, like, how do you take it? Rocks? Frozen? Salt? I seem to recall you enjoyed a nice margie...
I don't recall many margaritas in my life. I like amaretto and tea, or irish cream in coke, or Kahlua in anything right now. Or a nice fruit wine.
I guess I must be thinking of a different, tequila-guzzling Voboril. My bad. What is your favorite piece to play on the piano? Are you still giving lessons?
I currently enjoy Clair de Lune by Debussy or Prelude in G sharp minor by Rachmaninoff. I have 4 piano students, and I play for two parishes.
What have you been reading?
Outbound Flight (Star Wars novel), Religious Potential of the Child (Sofia Cavaletti, religion program for 3-6 year olds), A Modern Instance (W.D. Howells, for class), Martha Stewart magazines, Book of Lost Tales (JRR Tolkien), and whatever I find around the house. Yes, at the same time period.
What classes are you taking? What degree are you seeking?
My current classes are En 800 (Intro to Graduate Studies--basically methods of Literary Criticism) and En 822 (American Literature II). I'm pursuing a Masters in English
What is your favorite word?
multivalent, apropos
What is your favorite curse word?
I make every effort not to curse; probably my most current anger word is "goodness" or "gosh"
Please reconsider - you must favor one...
I really, really try very hard not to curse, so I can't give you one.
What sound or noise do you love?
chimes or the Nazard 2 2/3 stop on an organ or my niece laughing
What was your favorite class at BC?
I really enjoyed and still use my notes from Fr. Orr's Christian Vocations class. I also liked my math classes with Nathan because we taught each other the assignments and ignored the teacher.
Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
nothing I wish to report publicly.
It's Millie Time!
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I'm sorry to say I don't recall any of your valedictorian speech, and the only thing I remember from Nathan's salutatorian speech is a Hamlet quote. How much of your speech do you remember? How would it be different if you wrote it in the present day, and then time-travelled back to deliver it?
I don't remember my speech except that I gave it too rapidly, and my grandma was upset that I didn't give it at the actual graduation which she came down from Nebraska to attend. I do remember parts of my Benedictine valedictorian speech; I talked about how good the chicken fried steak in the cafe was, and that it was a glimpse of the perfection that Benedictine should try to achieve.
We did some Scholar's Bowl / Quiz Bowl tournaments together. When you first joined up with Shawn, Nathan, Tim, me, etc., were you surprised by how much contempt we felt toward the nerds on rival teams? What was it like being (practically) the only BC girl at those events?
I believe I WAS the only girl until Junior or Senior year. I don't remember contempt toward other teams, but I do remember being chastized by my dad for not taking SB more seriously. I enjoyed being accepted by Shawn, Tim, Nathan, Dan, etc. since I really didn't have many other friends.
Take Scholar's Bowl more seriously? It's Trivial Pursuit, for God's sake! Did he want you memorize Genus 5 or something?
Yes, something like that would have been more acceptable. He felt we were representing the school and should have done better (A 3rd place at State wasn't good enough).
You went off to college in Atchison and hooked yourself a mate. How were you courted?
Chuck was a junior when I was a freshman; he came over to our dorm room, called often, offered to take me out to Mexican, and when I continued being clueless as to his intentions, finally said "I am interested in you in a more than platonic friendship. Would you like to be my girlfriend?" At which point I said no, which was reversed two months later. After his senior year we broke up when he went to Virginia for grad school, only to start dating when he came home a semester later. He proposed to me after the wedding of some friends in Newton, and then left one month later to be a missionary in Belize. We were married 6 months after he returned to the States.
After you became an item, your then-future husband placed you into an intensive Rock appreciation course that stretched from the evolutionary stylings of Jimi Hendrix to the heavy metal thunder of Metallica. Tell me about that experience, and name the favorite song or album that Chuck exposed you to.
I can't say I have developed an appreciation for Metallica, but I have grown to like U2 and Rush under his tutelage. Chuck has made me tapes incorporating several of his favorite bands or songs (such as the Hendrix mentioned above, or Stevie Ray Vaughn, or Everclear), had me sit down and listen to specific songs, or told me about whatever album he was listening to as he graded tests. I listen to U2 most extensively, but Hendrix and Vaughn are also favorites. This summer we borrowed books and albums by/about the Beatles from the library, so my favorite song currently is either Norwegian Wood or Two of Us by the Beatles.
Oh, Millie. Rush sucks so much worse than Metallica. And do you know what "Norwegian Wood" is about? I was clueless for a very long time...
I like "Free Will" and "Xanadu" and the Bitor songs by Rush. I like the intellectual side to the music. Yes, I read the Beatles Anthology this summer and learned all about Norweigan Wood. I still don't see how he lit fire to her apartment based on the song, though.
How is the family?
Charlie is 3 1/2, almost potty trained (about 75% of the time), loves to build roads and read stories.
Chuck teaches at Bishop Carroll (6th year now), Physics and Physical Science. He does lots of cool labs, and has all of Mr. Seiler's toys.
Your brother recently recorded perfect ACT and SAT scores. Were you surprised more by the achievement itself, or by the far-reaching media coverage?
My brother studies an insane amount, which, added to his natural intelligence, makes it no surprise that he achieved his goals of perfect scores. We were more surprised by the media coverage, especially the call from the Ellen Degeneres show. It's all over now, so he's back to studying, applying for scholarships, and hogging the computer.
Millie's bro Jakub. Also pictured: the mother of God.
Slightly related: your brother was quoted as considering Notre Dame and Princeton. I've noticed some ND's athletes with Eastern European names (Samardzija, et al), and I believe your family is Czech. What's the deal with Eastern Europe and Notre Dame?I believe the sisters/brothers that founded Notre Dame were from Eastern Europe; Jake is interested in a college that will challenge him.
I talked to Jake about the Notre Dame-Eastern European connection, and he said that Eastern Europeans were traditionally Catholic, and Notre Dame is a well known traditionally Catholic school, so the two go together like peas and carrots.
I hate peas and carrots.
What about wheat and wheaties? or corn and cornflakes? or potatoes and gravy?
How would you prepare and enjoy the perfect margarita?
Gosh, I don't think I've ever made a margarita. You'd be better off asking my husband that question.
I just meant, like, how do you take it? Rocks? Frozen? Salt? I seem to recall you enjoyed a nice margie...
I don't recall many margaritas in my life. I like amaretto and tea, or irish cream in coke, or Kahlua in anything right now. Or a nice fruit wine.
I guess I must be thinking of a different, tequila-guzzling Voboril. My bad. What is your favorite piece to play on the piano? Are you still giving lessons?
I currently enjoy Clair de Lune by Debussy or Prelude in G sharp minor by Rachmaninoff. I have 4 piano students, and I play for two parishes.
What have you been reading?
Outbound Flight (Star Wars novel), Religious Potential of the Child (Sofia Cavaletti, religion program for 3-6 year olds), A Modern Instance (W.D. Howells, for class), Martha Stewart magazines, Book of Lost Tales (JRR Tolkien), and whatever I find around the house. Yes, at the same time period.
What classes are you taking? What degree are you seeking?
My current classes are En 800 (Intro to Graduate Studies--basically methods of Literary Criticism) and En 822 (American Literature II). I'm pursuing a Masters in English
What is your favorite word?
multivalent, apropos
What is your favorite curse word?
I make every effort not to curse; probably my most current anger word is "goodness" or "gosh"
Please reconsider - you must favor one...
I really, really try very hard not to curse, so I can't give you one.
What sound or noise do you love?
chimes or the Nazard 2 2/3 stop on an organ or my niece laughing
What was your favorite class at BC?
I really enjoyed and still use my notes from Fr. Orr's Christian Vocations class. I also liked my math classes with Nathan because we taught each other the assignments and ignored the teacher.
Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
nothing I wish to report publicly.
Friday, September 08, 2006
Better Know A Classmate: Phil G
Welcome to another installment of my time-wasting series, "Better Know a Classmate". This interview was conducted differently than the previous ones - Phil and I communicated via instant messenger instead of email... with hilarious results!
If you would like participate in this feature, please drop me a line via email or leave a note in the comments.
And now, come on Phil the noise!
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dn: let's get it started in here!
phil: giddyup
dn: What's up?
phil: not much...stuff
dn: You're currently located in Dallas. What's the best thing about Dallas?
phil: it never really gets cold in the winter. Sure, there are a couple of days here and there but nothing like Kansas...or Ohio for that matter
dn: You lived in Columbus before moving to Dallas. Near the headquarters of Wendy's.
phil: Very near.
dn: What's the best thing about Wendy's?
phil: Everyone thinks it's the Frosty's or that Dollar Menu thing but it's truly the Spicy Chicken sandwich...hands down.
phil: or Biggie something...
dn: Even when they put too much mayo on the Spicy Chicken? Or when the lettuce leaf is all big and hard and gross?
phil: Well to be honest, I only get it with cheese. No lettuce, mayo or tomato....maybe I'm not the best to judge.
dn: I see. You were one of the few non-Catholics in our class. Why did you even go to Carroll? Why were you even born? What was it like being behind enemy lines for those 4 years?
phil: Well my other choice was East High...I was also one of the only east side kids too. Anyway, I think my parents weren't too thrilled with East High and I had some friends going to Carroll [namely George, of The Killers fame] so I went to Carroll.
phil: No, it was not like being behind enemy lines...I think I was the only person that was actually interested in the religion classes...because it was all new to me.
dn: Were there any special expectations of non-Catholic students?
phil: You have to pay double
phil: more than college
phil: it's why I have student loans
phil: and a Bishop Carroll tie
dn: None of this explains why you were born, though. Answer my questions, jerk.
phil: Dan, I guess I've never really taken the time to think about my own existence before. Seems kinda pointless. I was born for the same reasons people like Michael Jordan, Ghandi and Walt Disney were born...greatness and animation
dn: Fair enough.
phil: p.s. I don't really animate
dn: Let's talk high school.
phil: I'm down, shoot.
dn: You and I were on the Freshman Basketball team together. Once, before a game, you begged me to switch socks with you, because you were wearing "Quitters", i.e. socks with failed elastic. Do you recall that day?
phil: very much so
phil: at Kapaun
dn: Do you remember trying to dunk in that game?
phil: even more so.
dn: Take us through it.
phil: Two on one fast break, the balls come back to me and the play clearly should end with a layup. However, I felt something special that day. Perhaps it was the adrenaline of playing a cross-town rival...maybe it was the socks...but I felt as if I could dunk it easily. Two hands. However, soon after leaving the ground it was obvious I could not, and would not be dunking that day. I was roughly 18 inches short....and then called for a charge. And then pulled from the game. Then you got to play right?
dn: Right. I was put in the game so Coach Robinson could yell at you. I promptly took the rock at the free throw line and nailed a jumper. I was then promptly taken out of the game.
phil: Seems fair
dn: I also started in your place, later in the year. Take us through it.
phil: Well, practice was at 5:00 am. Coach Robinson picked me up everyday at 4:30 am. One day he didn't show. I had to wake my mom up to take me to practice. I was 15 minutes late. If you're late you can't start...that was the coach's decision. Ironically it was also his mistake
dn: You always picked up a muffin in the morning with him, right? A cheese muffin?
phil: that's right cheese muffin
phil: well techincally my mom bought the muffins the night before
dn: I see. Interesting.
dn: Well, moving on
phil: Shall we?
dn: Yes. Now.
dn: You and I first became good friends on the Governor's Council For Teen Leadership retreat in Ark City. What do you remember about those few days?
dn: Lots of Leadership values, I'll bet...
phil: Yes, leadership.
phil: I remember the cabins vaguely and I can remember there were very specific times when the girls and guys could mingle. I can also remember trying to circumvent those rules...probably using leadership skills I had acquired the day before.
dn: Do you remember the girl's name?
phil: Megan Carlini
phil: she went to Kapaun
phil: and enjoyed puzzles
dn: That sounds nice. Do you remember the other girl? From Derby, I think?
phil: No, I can't think of her name but I do remember when she won some big scholarship to WSU and it was in the paper. Does that count?
dn: That does count, yes.
phil: score
dn: And I remember her for her perfectly round breasts, which I never touched, or even thought about in an inappropriate manner
phil: neither did i
phil: ever
phil: I also remember that Alexis bailed on the trip because of the "flu" about 10 minutes before we were supposed to leave
dn: How often do you watch the videotape from Project Graduation?
phil: I don't know if I've ever seen it post 1998
phil: I wish I had a copy...it would be like that picture of John Lennon on stage the day he met Paul McCartney, historic I believe is the word
phil: or hysterical
phil: or hysteria...the Def Leppard album
John Lennon and The Quarrymen perform that fateful day
dn: Oh can you feel it? Do you believe it? Hysteria! What can you tell me about our Senior trip to Cancun?
phil: It's really amazing that we were able to go at all when I think about it.
phil: Without out any real supervision we someone all managed to make it back...who was in charge?
dn: me
phil: oh yeah
dn: I was kind of like Moses in those days
phil: funny that a trip to cancun resulted in no problems but a website about the same class has caused so many
dn: That's a fair point.
phil: it is. It is fair indeed
dn: You were roommates with Pete H your freshman year at K-State. How did that change the course of your life?
phil: It was truly an experience.
phil: Pete is a very...passionate guy, some would say loud.
dn: His passion/loudness is unrivaled.
phil: By anyone
phil: of any age
dn: or creed
phil: race and gener
phil: gender
dn: We sure had some wild times in college, you and I. For example, you once made my girlfriend cry, because you insulted a Kapaun dude that now does the local sports report for a Wichita TV station.
phil: really, who? what station
phil: you had a girlfriend?
dn: kwch
phil: i can't imagine me reducing anyone to tears
phil: Jeers, yes. Tears, no.
dn: My point is that you made her cry, and then she ran off. Then I got mad at you, and you said, "You're mad now, but you'll think this is funny after a while." And you were right.
phil: See. pure genius. There are very few occasion where I'm not right....eventually.
phil: Just like when I thought...GPA is not important...no one is ever going to check that....I'll just cruise thru with my solid 3.1. My parents didn't see the genius...but it's funny now, right?
dn: what was the name of our radio show in college?
phil: The Phil and Dan Show
dn: Why did you get top billing?
phil: I got top billing because It sounded better. Just try it the other way...it's garbage
Phil on the radio, wearing "cans". Not pictured: Dan. Lousy Collegian. Click to enlarge.
dn: Correct. How did you prepare for each show?
phil: By showing up
phil: on time
dn: Would you say that you were dead weight?
phil: No. We've all seen what happens when you are left with all the creative control. It's too edgy, you need me to bring you back to earth...much like a weight would do. A weight that was very much alive.
dn: Remember the girl that fired us? How much dead weight would you say she was carrying around?
phil: We'll = we've
phil: 50 ilbs
An article about a show we did after "The Phil and Dan Show" was cancelled by a fat girl.
dn: do we need to get you one of those keyboards for fat people with fat fingers?
phil: what are you saying?
dn: Nothing.
phil: that i'm fat
dn: No
dn: Of course not
phil: good
phil: because i'm not
phil: not even close
phil: i'm wafer thin
dn: You're like Santa.
dn: Loveable fat
dn: Obese, I mean.
phil: right
phil: next question
dn: Moving on, I'm attracted to your fiancée. What do you think about that?
phil: that's odd. I don't think she likes you
phil: no wait, she likes you but you creep her out
dn: You've claimed that you and your fiancée are responsible for Pat M meeting his wife.
phil: directly responsible
phil: as in introduced them and said, "Hey you're both tall...can't you make this work?"
dn: That's why they call you "The Magic Man"
phil: that and I'm a practicing magician
dn: Why are you getting married in Cape Cod?
phil: because it seemed like a cool thing to do.
phil: Just our families, in one big, Kennedy Compound-esque house.
dn: that's funny - I don't think it's cool at all
phil: this is why she thinks you're creepy
dn: and why I'm not invited
phil: not even aunts and uncles are invited to the ceremony
phil: you are invited to the reception though
dn: I'm going to burn that place down
phil: good luc
phil: k
phil: it's made of fire proof stone
dn: Nuts
dn: Let's move through this section next
dn: What is your favorite word?
phil: madferit
dn: never heard of it
phil: maybe it's not a good one for this...it's oasis talk. Mad For It...said like Liam
Oasis' Liam Gallagher, who talks funny.
phil: how about, peg leg
dn: those are more like phrases
dn: James Lipton never has this problem
phil: ok, beatles
dn: great
dn: next
dn: What is your least favorite word?
phil: sewer
dn: What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
phil: give me a second
phil: music
dn: What turns you off?
phil: art nerds
dn: All art, or just paintings and stuff?
phil: no, but I'm probably the only person at work that does not have a design related degree. However, it bothers me when people like something because it was designed well but still looks terrible. Their meaning of designed well is related to "rules" of design. To me, it either looks good or it doesn't.
dn: What is your favorite curse word?
phil: shit
dn: What sound or noise do you love?
phil: distorted guitars
dn: What sound or noise do you hate?
phil: those bug zappers
dn: What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
phil: None
phil: The rest sound like work
dn: That makes this one a little harder: What profession would you not like to do?
dn: maybe just pick the worst
dn: that you can think of
phil: Clown
dn: While we're on the subject, please describe an average workday in horrifically mundane detail.
phil: I get up ride to work with Casey, get there about 8:30. I generally look at random stuff online until about 9:00. Then we either have a ton of stuff to do or absolutely nothing...and I do mean nothing. A while ago we had nothing scheduled for two weeks. So, in that time I sit around and try to think of cool ways to present some type of "Fossil Brand Experience" online that uses cool video stuff. Last week I was on a catalog shoot in a remote section of Northern California on a cliff overlooking the ocean.
phil: I generally go home about 6:00.
phil: On a normal day I author DVDs, edit movies, etc.
dn: If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
phil: hold on one second
phil: I had Casey read the question...she said "This is why I can't have conversations with Dan."
phil: Her other suggestion was, "How's Dan?"
dn: It's not me! It's James Lipton!
phil: well played...she likes you again
phil: maybe I would like to hear him say good job
dn: Just to clarify, you don't really want God to say, "Hold on one second," right?
phil: unless it was to upgrade me to first class
dn: This was actually a trick question
dn: Because you're not Catholic, you won't get to Heaven
phil: fair play
dn: What was your favorite class at BC?
phil: History with Mr. Finkeldei.
dn: expound on that
phil: all of my friends were in the class, he was only like 22 or something. He let me write a paper on the Beatles
phil: I have to go to bed soon
dn: (whip sound effect)
dn: Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
phil: Based on my current knowledge and watching Laguna Beach...I would have grown a beard as a direct affront to the Carroll administration.
phil: girls would've loved it.
phil: well, maybe not...no one likes beards
dn: I can't think of any response to that.
phil: exactly...this is why my name was first on the radio show
dn: Since you are a musical fellow, why don't you tell us what you're listening to these days.
dn: Your recommendations
phil: Arctic Monkeys
phil: The Stokes
phil: The Killers
phil: Stereophonics
phil: TV On The Radio
phil: Rubyhorse
phil: Oasis
dn: What are you reading these days?
phil: I don't really read
phil: books
phil: Although I recently read a history of the manned space program at NASA
dn: Why are we friends?
phil: I thought that was just something that happened 10 years ago
phil signed off at 10:45:51 PM.
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And now, come on Phil the noise!
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dn: let's get it started in here!
phil: giddyup
dn: What's up?
phil: not much...stuff
dn: You're currently located in Dallas. What's the best thing about Dallas?
phil: it never really gets cold in the winter. Sure, there are a couple of days here and there but nothing like Kansas...or Ohio for that matter
dn: You lived in Columbus before moving to Dallas. Near the headquarters of Wendy's.
phil: Very near.
dn: What's the best thing about Wendy's?
phil: Everyone thinks it's the Frosty's or that Dollar Menu thing but it's truly the Spicy Chicken sandwich...hands down.
phil: or Biggie something...
dn: Even when they put too much mayo on the Spicy Chicken? Or when the lettuce leaf is all big and hard and gross?
phil: Well to be honest, I only get it with cheese. No lettuce, mayo or tomato....maybe I'm not the best to judge.
dn: I see. You were one of the few non-Catholics in our class. Why did you even go to Carroll? Why were you even born? What was it like being behind enemy lines for those 4 years?
phil: Well my other choice was East High...I was also one of the only east side kids too. Anyway, I think my parents weren't too thrilled with East High and I had some friends going to Carroll [namely George, of The Killers fame] so I went to Carroll.
phil: No, it was not like being behind enemy lines...I think I was the only person that was actually interested in the religion classes...because it was all new to me.
dn: Were there any special expectations of non-Catholic students?
phil: You have to pay double
phil: more than college
phil: it's why I have student loans
phil: and a Bishop Carroll tie
dn: None of this explains why you were born, though. Answer my questions, jerk.
phil: Dan, I guess I've never really taken the time to think about my own existence before. Seems kinda pointless. I was born for the same reasons people like Michael Jordan, Ghandi and Walt Disney were born...greatness and animation
dn: Fair enough.
phil: p.s. I don't really animate
dn: Let's talk high school.
phil: I'm down, shoot.
dn: You and I were on the Freshman Basketball team together. Once, before a game, you begged me to switch socks with you, because you were wearing "Quitters", i.e. socks with failed elastic. Do you recall that day?
phil: very much so
phil: at Kapaun
dn: Do you remember trying to dunk in that game?
phil: even more so.
dn: Take us through it.
phil: Two on one fast break, the balls come back to me and the play clearly should end with a layup. However, I felt something special that day. Perhaps it was the adrenaline of playing a cross-town rival...maybe it was the socks...but I felt as if I could dunk it easily. Two hands. However, soon after leaving the ground it was obvious I could not, and would not be dunking that day. I was roughly 18 inches short....and then called for a charge. And then pulled from the game. Then you got to play right?
dn: Right. I was put in the game so Coach Robinson could yell at you. I promptly took the rock at the free throw line and nailed a jumper. I was then promptly taken out of the game.
phil: Seems fair
dn: I also started in your place, later in the year. Take us through it.
phil: Well, practice was at 5:00 am. Coach Robinson picked me up everyday at 4:30 am. One day he didn't show. I had to wake my mom up to take me to practice. I was 15 minutes late. If you're late you can't start...that was the coach's decision. Ironically it was also his mistake
dn: You always picked up a muffin in the morning with him, right? A cheese muffin?
phil: that's right cheese muffin
phil: well techincally my mom bought the muffins the night before
dn: I see. Interesting.
dn: Well, moving on
phil: Shall we?
dn: Yes. Now.
dn: You and I first became good friends on the Governor's Council For Teen Leadership retreat in Ark City. What do you remember about those few days?
dn: Lots of Leadership values, I'll bet...
phil: Yes, leadership.
phil: I remember the cabins vaguely and I can remember there were very specific times when the girls and guys could mingle. I can also remember trying to circumvent those rules...probably using leadership skills I had acquired the day before.
dn: Do you remember the girl's name?
phil: Megan Carlini
phil: she went to Kapaun
phil: and enjoyed puzzles
dn: That sounds nice. Do you remember the other girl? From Derby, I think?
phil: No, I can't think of her name but I do remember when she won some big scholarship to WSU and it was in the paper. Does that count?
dn: That does count, yes.
phil: score
dn: And I remember her for her perfectly round breasts, which I never touched, or even thought about in an inappropriate manner
phil: neither did i
phil: ever
phil: I also remember that Alexis bailed on the trip because of the "flu" about 10 minutes before we were supposed to leave
dn: How often do you watch the videotape from Project Graduation?
phil: I don't know if I've ever seen it post 1998
phil: I wish I had a copy...it would be like that picture of John Lennon on stage the day he met Paul McCartney, historic I believe is the word
phil: or hysterical
phil: or hysteria...the Def Leppard album
John Lennon and The Quarrymen perform that fateful daydn: Oh can you feel it? Do you believe it? Hysteria! What can you tell me about our Senior trip to Cancun?
phil: It's really amazing that we were able to go at all when I think about it.
phil: Without out any real supervision we someone all managed to make it back...who was in charge?
dn: me
phil: oh yeah
dn: I was kind of like Moses in those days
phil: funny that a trip to cancun resulted in no problems but a website about the same class has caused so many
dn: That's a fair point.
phil: it is. It is fair indeed
dn: You were roommates with Pete H your freshman year at K-State. How did that change the course of your life?
phil: It was truly an experience.
phil: Pete is a very...passionate guy, some would say loud.
dn: His passion/loudness is unrivaled.
phil: By anyone
phil: of any age
dn: or creed
phil: race and gener
phil: gender
dn: We sure had some wild times in college, you and I. For example, you once made my girlfriend cry, because you insulted a Kapaun dude that now does the local sports report for a Wichita TV station.
phil: really, who? what station
phil: you had a girlfriend?
dn: kwch
phil: i can't imagine me reducing anyone to tears
phil: Jeers, yes. Tears, no.
dn: My point is that you made her cry, and then she ran off. Then I got mad at you, and you said, "You're mad now, but you'll think this is funny after a while." And you were right.
phil: See. pure genius. There are very few occasion where I'm not right....eventually.
phil: Just like when I thought...GPA is not important...no one is ever going to check that....I'll just cruise thru with my solid 3.1. My parents didn't see the genius...but it's funny now, right?
dn: what was the name of our radio show in college?
phil: The Phil and Dan Show
dn: Why did you get top billing?
phil: I got top billing because It sounded better. Just try it the other way...it's garbage
Phil on the radio, wearing "cans". Not pictured: Dan. Lousy Collegian. Click to enlarge.dn: Correct. How did you prepare for each show?
phil: By showing up
phil: on time
dn: Would you say that you were dead weight?
phil: No. We've all seen what happens when you are left with all the creative control. It's too edgy, you need me to bring you back to earth...much like a weight would do. A weight that was very much alive.
dn: Remember the girl that fired us? How much dead weight would you say she was carrying around?
phil: We'll = we've
phil: 50 ilbs
An article about a show we did after "The Phil and Dan Show" was cancelled by a fat girl.dn: do we need to get you one of those keyboards for fat people with fat fingers?
phil: what are you saying?
dn: Nothing.
phil: that i'm fat
dn: No
dn: Of course not
phil: good
phil: because i'm not
phil: not even close
phil: i'm wafer thin
dn: You're like Santa.
dn: Loveable fat
dn: Obese, I mean.
phil: right
phil: next question
dn: Moving on, I'm attracted to your fiancée. What do you think about that?
phil: that's odd. I don't think she likes you
phil: no wait, she likes you but you creep her out
dn: You've claimed that you and your fiancée are responsible for Pat M meeting his wife.
phil: directly responsible
phil: as in introduced them and said, "Hey you're both tall...can't you make this work?"
dn: That's why they call you "The Magic Man"
phil: that and I'm a practicing magician
dn: Why are you getting married in Cape Cod?
phil: because it seemed like a cool thing to do.
phil: Just our families, in one big, Kennedy Compound-esque house.
dn: that's funny - I don't think it's cool at all
phil: this is why she thinks you're creepy
dn: and why I'm not invited
phil: not even aunts and uncles are invited to the ceremony
phil: you are invited to the reception though
dn: I'm going to burn that place down
phil: good luc
phil: k
phil: it's made of fire proof stone
dn: Nuts
dn: Let's move through this section next
dn: What is your favorite word?
phil: madferit
dn: never heard of it
phil: maybe it's not a good one for this...it's oasis talk. Mad For It...said like Liam
Oasis' Liam Gallagher, who talks funny.phil: how about, peg leg
dn: those are more like phrases
dn: James Lipton never has this problem
phil: ok, beatles
dn: great
dn: next
dn: What is your least favorite word?
phil: sewer
dn: What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
phil: give me a second
phil: music
dn: What turns you off?
phil: art nerds
dn: All art, or just paintings and stuff?
phil: no, but I'm probably the only person at work that does not have a design related degree. However, it bothers me when people like something because it was designed well but still looks terrible. Their meaning of designed well is related to "rules" of design. To me, it either looks good or it doesn't.
dn: What is your favorite curse word?
phil: shit
dn: What sound or noise do you love?
phil: distorted guitars
dn: What sound or noise do you hate?
phil: those bug zappers
dn: What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
phil: None
phil: The rest sound like work
dn: That makes this one a little harder: What profession would you not like to do?
dn: maybe just pick the worst
dn: that you can think of
phil: Clown
dn: While we're on the subject, please describe an average workday in horrifically mundane detail.
phil: I get up ride to work with Casey, get there about 8:30. I generally look at random stuff online until about 9:00. Then we either have a ton of stuff to do or absolutely nothing...and I do mean nothing. A while ago we had nothing scheduled for two weeks. So, in that time I sit around and try to think of cool ways to present some type of "Fossil Brand Experience" online that uses cool video stuff. Last week I was on a catalog shoot in a remote section of Northern California on a cliff overlooking the ocean.
phil: I generally go home about 6:00.
phil: On a normal day I author DVDs, edit movies, etc.
dn: If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
phil: hold on one second
phil: I had Casey read the question...she said "This is why I can't have conversations with Dan."
phil: Her other suggestion was, "How's Dan?"
dn: It's not me! It's James Lipton!
phil: well played...she likes you again
phil: maybe I would like to hear him say good job
dn: Just to clarify, you don't really want God to say, "Hold on one second," right?
phil: unless it was to upgrade me to first class
dn: This was actually a trick question
dn: Because you're not Catholic, you won't get to Heaven
phil: fair play
dn: What was your favorite class at BC?
phil: History with Mr. Finkeldei.
dn: expound on that
phil: all of my friends were in the class, he was only like 22 or something. He let me write a paper on the Beatles
phil: I have to go to bed soon
dn: (whip sound effect)
dn: Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
phil: Based on my current knowledge and watching Laguna Beach...I would have grown a beard as a direct affront to the Carroll administration.
phil: girls would've loved it.
phil: well, maybe not...no one likes beards
dn: I can't think of any response to that.
phil: exactly...this is why my name was first on the radio show
dn: Since you are a musical fellow, why don't you tell us what you're listening to these days.
dn: Your recommendations
phil: Arctic Monkeys
phil: The Stokes
phil: The Killers
phil: Stereophonics
phil: TV On The Radio
phil: Rubyhorse
phil: Oasis
dn: What are you reading these days?
phil: I don't really read
phil: books
phil: Although I recently read a history of the manned space program at NASA
dn: Why are we friends?
phil: I thought that was just something that happened 10 years ago
phil signed off at 10:45:51 PM.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Better Know A Classmate: Michelle W
You're married. How happy were you to ditch Wapelhorst for the greener pastures of Ronsick?
Obviously, my married name is easier pronounce, and leaves less variety for those dishing out nicknames. However, Ronsick seems to have it’s drawbacks as well. 1) The “n” and “s” are frequently transposed, leaving “Rosnick”, even by some of my own relatives after more than 5 years of marriage. 2) I still get asked if I’m related to the Ronsick that played football for K-State, even as recently as this summer when the exterminator paid us a visit and turned out to be a superfan. Superfans are the worst, as they seem to think that I should divulge insider info from Mike’s tenure on the team, and some people even think that we still have an intimate knowledge of the team that we are dying to discuss at length.
Your husband was a punter for K-State. Does he still do any punting in his leisure time?
Ah, a sore subject in the Ronsick house. Does he go out onto the field to test his leg strength and flexibility? No. Instead he picks up anything in the house that resembles a ball, and kicks it around the house. This has left me with several broken pictures frames and the like, yet he persists despite my request that he stop. The worst part is that he has by example taught Keira, our 18 month old, to do the same thing. She goes nuts if she even sees a football, and “football” was literally one of her first words. My little angel in ribbons and lace doesn’t care for dolls, but is close to throwing a spiral.
My revenge? When we meet new people who I suspect might be K-State superfans, I am sure to let them know that Mike played for 5 years under the newly retired Coach Snyder. The impending slew of questions aggravates the hell out of him (might be something to remember for the reunion).
Please describe an average workday in horrifically mundane detail.
I will describe two average days, as I ordinarily am home with Keira all day, but on Thursday and Friday afternoons I work at Galichia Heart Hospital.
On a non-work day, I wake up about 6:30AM when my husband kisses me goodbye as he heads off to work. I nearly drift back to sleep when I am serenaded by Keira at about 7:15 or 7:30 AM. She doesn’t cry, but starts singing to me. I then let her lay in bed with me and we watch the first of many episodes of Little Einsteins, Keira’s true obsession. For those of you who don’t have toddlers, LITTLE Einsteins is the preschool version of BABY Einstein, in which 4 kids fly around the world to exotic destinations in their friend, Rocket. There is a different classical song played in every episode, such as The Four Seasons by Antonio Vivaldi, along with a work of art, such as The Scream by Edvard Munch, included in each episode. They set their own words to the songs, which have a real knack for sticking in my head (read on).
Anyway, we have breakfast about 8 AM, which consists of a rotation of pancakes or oatmeal. Then, I ask the question that I ask at least 58 times per day, “Keira, do you need to go potty?” We are getting close to being fully trained, though now she drops to her knees and acts like a ball of Jello when I take her hand to lead her into the bathroom. We then play games, color, dance, etc., until snack time at 10:00, when Keira eats a banana. We then usually spend some time outdoors, either running errands, going to the park, playing by the lake in our neighborhood (Aberdeen), walking to New Market Square for some shopping, etc. Home in time for lunch at 11:30 or 12, then another episode of Little Einsteins before a nap around one o’clock. Naptime is a new luxury of mine, as she did not nap AT ALL until she was 12 months old. She now sleeps anywhere from 1 to 3 hours, so I at least get a little time to catch up on chores, emails, read all the bitchy comments on the 10 year reunion website, etc.
After nap, yet another episode of Little Einsteins, followed by an afternoon snack, and sincere anticipation of Daddy’s return from work between 4 and 4:30. We then cook supper about 5:30 or 6, and the evening activities vary from more games, to a trip to my parents pool, to a trip to SuperTarget, etc. Bathtime and bedtime prayers come at 8:30 PM, followed by a FINAL episode of Little Einsteins, and then she goes down shortly after 9. I then get about an hour or so with Mike for activities that I shall not share here, and then I cash in after the nightly news.
NOW, I do work on Thursday and Friday afternoons for Galichia Medical Group as a physician’s assistant. For those who don’t know about this profession, I am licensed under a physician to see patients, write prescriptions for any and all medications, perform minor surgical procedures, first assist at surgery….basically my protocol states that I can perform any duties that my supervising physician designates, with the one exception of performing abortions. My supervising physician has to be reachable by phone within 30 minutes, but need not be onsite.
You may be asking “why not just become a doctor”? Several reasons 1) The cost of my post graduate education was miniscule compared to that of medical school, 2) the PA program is 2 years in length, 3) studies show that it takes an average of 13 to 15 years for a physician to make enough money to surpass that of a PA, given the longer length of medical school, the lousy resident pay, etc., 4) And the most important reason for me is that I am able to work part-time so I can devote the majority of my time to my family. Did you know that 50% of female MD’s are currently not practicing medicine but instead have chosen to raise their families?
Anyway, I am scheduled to work from 12:30 or so to 5 or so on Thursdays and Fridays, during which time my husband comes home to be with Keira. I ordinarily work at Galichia Heart Hospital, and primarily help the other PA’s to catch up on their work. I am what you might call the all purpose player…I dismiss patients, see patients being admitted from the office or ER, go to Wesley or Via Christi to see Galichia’s patients who are there, etc. Have had 2 code blues, and both patient’s survived! One drawback goes back to the Little Einsteins, however. With the multitude of classical music ringtones that fill our hospital, I find myself singing the words from the Little Eisteins when I hear the ringers.
I also work PRN, which means that if people take vacations, etc., my boss asks me if I can help fill in those days. If I want to do it, I do, if I don’t, I simply say no. Works out well for them and for me, as I can gain a nice amount of cash for my family, while only being away a short time. In fact, I think that this situation is a blessing as it gets me out of “Mommy Mode” if only for a short while.
How did you decide on your daughter's name?
In considering names, we repeatedly found that any name suggested was already taken by either a member of my or Mike’s family. I have 18 aunts/uncles that are almost all married, along with over 50 first cousins……not to mention all of Mike’s relatives.
So, while watching television, we saw a clip from Pirates of the Caribbean featuring Keira Knightly. We both liked the name, and thought she was pretty good looking, so we went with it.
She is huge, by the way, taking after her father who is 6’2” and 195#. Greater than 100th percentile in height, and 80th percentile in weight, and nearly as big as me already.
On a scale of 1-10, how attractive do you find Keira Knightly? How attractive does your husband find her?
Based on appearance alone, I would probably say 7 or 8. Her teeth bug me, and she’s had some funky hairstyles of late. I do not think that she is anorexic as she has been accused, and also sympathize with this assumption as it has been made about me in the past.
Mike says a solid 8, on appearance. He hates her voice and is easily annoyed by her, though finds her easy on the eyes.
"Normal" Keira
"Funky" Keira
Your father does a lot of woodworking. Is your home full crap that he's fashioned?
I would hardly call it crap given that people pay hundreds, even thousands for some of the pieces he has done. Anyone who went to my parent’s home in high school knows that if termites hit we were screwed. Woodwork everywhere, mainly “intarsia” which is the official term for this type of art. My house isn’t at this extreme yet, though I am blessed to have a lot of my dad’s creations (including an ostrich egg with intricate carvings that he crafted), as well as pieces by Mike (graphic designer and illustrator).
Don't take it personally -- I also call faberge eggs "crap". We took Human Parasitology together. Do you remember much of the material?
Sadly very little. Mainly a bunch of terms and pictures of eggs and such connected by arrows that formed circles of life for the parasites and their hosts.
You seriously don't remember any parasite life cycle? Not one?
If I really tried, I could probably dish one out. However, the material from that course had to be removed from my limited memory in order to make room for things like medication dosages and treatment protocols and such.
What sound or noise do you love?
The sound of the garage door opening when Mike arrives home after a long day with Keira.
The sound of Keira laughing and giggling when I do a backflip in my parents pool.
I enjoy listening to James Blunt.
I like the silence of a midnight skinny dip swim in Colwich, Kansas.
What is your favorite curse word?
Little Bastard. This is because when my mom was still teaching middle school in Colwich she frequently without hesitation referred to her students as “little bastards” when recalling the events of the day for us.
What have you been reading?
A lot of online medical journals and coursework for CME (continuing medical education). To maintain certification as a PA, we have to complete 100 hours of CME every 2 years, as well as take a recertification exam every 6 years. Galichia pays for me to go to whatever conference for this that I want, but it is more convenient for me to do most of it from home.
What was your favorite class at BC? Why?
Tough to pick an overall favorite, but probably chemistry with Dostert. I fondly remember him pelting people with marshmallows that he had put in his “vacuum”.
Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
Studied less, and relaxed more. Didn’t realize how much fun life could be until college. Made some good friendships in high school that have lasted through the years, but many more from college. Probably had a lot to do with the fact that I didn’t enjoy the pleasure of a bottle of Captain Morgan until I had graduated.
Obviously, my married name is easier pronounce, and leaves less variety for those dishing out nicknames. However, Ronsick seems to have it’s drawbacks as well. 1) The “n” and “s” are frequently transposed, leaving “Rosnick”, even by some of my own relatives after more than 5 years of marriage. 2) I still get asked if I’m related to the Ronsick that played football for K-State, even as recently as this summer when the exterminator paid us a visit and turned out to be a superfan. Superfans are the worst, as they seem to think that I should divulge insider info from Mike’s tenure on the team, and some people even think that we still have an intimate knowledge of the team that we are dying to discuss at length.
Your husband was a punter for K-State. Does he still do any punting in his leisure time?
Ah, a sore subject in the Ronsick house. Does he go out onto the field to test his leg strength and flexibility? No. Instead he picks up anything in the house that resembles a ball, and kicks it around the house. This has left me with several broken pictures frames and the like, yet he persists despite my request that he stop. The worst part is that he has by example taught Keira, our 18 month old, to do the same thing. She goes nuts if she even sees a football, and “football” was literally one of her first words. My little angel in ribbons and lace doesn’t care for dolls, but is close to throwing a spiral.
My revenge? When we meet new people who I suspect might be K-State superfans, I am sure to let them know that Mike played for 5 years under the newly retired Coach Snyder. The impending slew of questions aggravates the hell out of him (might be something to remember for the reunion).
Please describe an average workday in horrifically mundane detail.
I will describe two average days, as I ordinarily am home with Keira all day, but on Thursday and Friday afternoons I work at Galichia Heart Hospital.
On a non-work day, I wake up about 6:30AM when my husband kisses me goodbye as he heads off to work. I nearly drift back to sleep when I am serenaded by Keira at about 7:15 or 7:30 AM. She doesn’t cry, but starts singing to me. I then let her lay in bed with me and we watch the first of many episodes of Little Einsteins, Keira’s true obsession. For those of you who don’t have toddlers, LITTLE Einsteins is the preschool version of BABY Einstein, in which 4 kids fly around the world to exotic destinations in their friend, Rocket. There is a different classical song played in every episode, such as The Four Seasons by Antonio Vivaldi, along with a work of art, such as The Scream by Edvard Munch, included in each episode. They set their own words to the songs, which have a real knack for sticking in my head (read on).
Anyway, we have breakfast about 8 AM, which consists of a rotation of pancakes or oatmeal. Then, I ask the question that I ask at least 58 times per day, “Keira, do you need to go potty?” We are getting close to being fully trained, though now she drops to her knees and acts like a ball of Jello when I take her hand to lead her into the bathroom. We then play games, color, dance, etc., until snack time at 10:00, when Keira eats a banana. We then usually spend some time outdoors, either running errands, going to the park, playing by the lake in our neighborhood (Aberdeen), walking to New Market Square for some shopping, etc. Home in time for lunch at 11:30 or 12, then another episode of Little Einsteins before a nap around one o’clock. Naptime is a new luxury of mine, as she did not nap AT ALL until she was 12 months old. She now sleeps anywhere from 1 to 3 hours, so I at least get a little time to catch up on chores, emails, read all the bitchy comments on the 10 year reunion website, etc.
After nap, yet another episode of Little Einsteins, followed by an afternoon snack, and sincere anticipation of Daddy’s return from work between 4 and 4:30. We then cook supper about 5:30 or 6, and the evening activities vary from more games, to a trip to my parents pool, to a trip to SuperTarget, etc. Bathtime and bedtime prayers come at 8:30 PM, followed by a FINAL episode of Little Einsteins, and then she goes down shortly after 9. I then get about an hour or so with Mike for activities that I shall not share here, and then I cash in after the nightly news.
NOW, I do work on Thursday and Friday afternoons for Galichia Medical Group as a physician’s assistant. For those who don’t know about this profession, I am licensed under a physician to see patients, write prescriptions for any and all medications, perform minor surgical procedures, first assist at surgery….basically my protocol states that I can perform any duties that my supervising physician designates, with the one exception of performing abortions. My supervising physician has to be reachable by phone within 30 minutes, but need not be onsite.
You may be asking “why not just become a doctor”? Several reasons 1) The cost of my post graduate education was miniscule compared to that of medical school, 2) the PA program is 2 years in length, 3) studies show that it takes an average of 13 to 15 years for a physician to make enough money to surpass that of a PA, given the longer length of medical school, the lousy resident pay, etc., 4) And the most important reason for me is that I am able to work part-time so I can devote the majority of my time to my family. Did you know that 50% of female MD’s are currently not practicing medicine but instead have chosen to raise their families?
Anyway, I am scheduled to work from 12:30 or so to 5 or so on Thursdays and Fridays, during which time my husband comes home to be with Keira. I ordinarily work at Galichia Heart Hospital, and primarily help the other PA’s to catch up on their work. I am what you might call the all purpose player…I dismiss patients, see patients being admitted from the office or ER, go to Wesley or Via Christi to see Galichia’s patients who are there, etc. Have had 2 code blues, and both patient’s survived! One drawback goes back to the Little Einsteins, however. With the multitude of classical music ringtones that fill our hospital, I find myself singing the words from the Little Eisteins when I hear the ringers.
I also work PRN, which means that if people take vacations, etc., my boss asks me if I can help fill in those days. If I want to do it, I do, if I don’t, I simply say no. Works out well for them and for me, as I can gain a nice amount of cash for my family, while only being away a short time. In fact, I think that this situation is a blessing as it gets me out of “Mommy Mode” if only for a short while.
How did you decide on your daughter's name?
In considering names, we repeatedly found that any name suggested was already taken by either a member of my or Mike’s family. I have 18 aunts/uncles that are almost all married, along with over 50 first cousins……not to mention all of Mike’s relatives.
So, while watching television, we saw a clip from Pirates of the Caribbean featuring Keira Knightly. We both liked the name, and thought she was pretty good looking, so we went with it.
She is huge, by the way, taking after her father who is 6’2” and 195#. Greater than 100th percentile in height, and 80th percentile in weight, and nearly as big as me already.
On a scale of 1-10, how attractive do you find Keira Knightly? How attractive does your husband find her?
Based on appearance alone, I would probably say 7 or 8. Her teeth bug me, and she’s had some funky hairstyles of late. I do not think that she is anorexic as she has been accused, and also sympathize with this assumption as it has been made about me in the past.
Mike says a solid 8, on appearance. He hates her voice and is easily annoyed by her, though finds her easy on the eyes.
"Normal" Keira
"Funky" KeiraYour father does a lot of woodworking. Is your home full crap that he's fashioned?
I would hardly call it crap given that people pay hundreds, even thousands for some of the pieces he has done. Anyone who went to my parent’s home in high school knows that if termites hit we were screwed. Woodwork everywhere, mainly “intarsia” which is the official term for this type of art. My house isn’t at this extreme yet, though I am blessed to have a lot of my dad’s creations (including an ostrich egg with intricate carvings that he crafted), as well as pieces by Mike (graphic designer and illustrator).
Don't take it personally -- I also call faberge eggs "crap". We took Human Parasitology together. Do you remember much of the material?
Sadly very little. Mainly a bunch of terms and pictures of eggs and such connected by arrows that formed circles of life for the parasites and their hosts.
You seriously don't remember any parasite life cycle? Not one?
If I really tried, I could probably dish one out. However, the material from that course had to be removed from my limited memory in order to make room for things like medication dosages and treatment protocols and such.
What sound or noise do you love?
The sound of the garage door opening when Mike arrives home after a long day with Keira.
The sound of Keira laughing and giggling when I do a backflip in my parents pool.
I enjoy listening to James Blunt.
I like the silence of a midnight skinny dip swim in Colwich, Kansas.
What is your favorite curse word?
Little Bastard. This is because when my mom was still teaching middle school in Colwich she frequently without hesitation referred to her students as “little bastards” when recalling the events of the day for us.
What have you been reading?
A lot of online medical journals and coursework for CME (continuing medical education). To maintain certification as a PA, we have to complete 100 hours of CME every 2 years, as well as take a recertification exam every 6 years. Galichia pays for me to go to whatever conference for this that I want, but it is more convenient for me to do most of it from home.
What was your favorite class at BC? Why?
Tough to pick an overall favorite, but probably chemistry with Dostert. I fondly remember him pelting people with marshmallows that he had put in his “vacuum”.
Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
Studied less, and relaxed more. Didn’t realize how much fun life could be until college. Made some good friendships in high school that have lasted through the years, but many more from college. Probably had a lot to do with the fact that I didn’t enjoy the pleasure of a bottle of Captain Morgan until I had graduated.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Show Me Your MySpace
I'd like for this site to be the Class of '97s online nexis. If you have a MySpace page, website, blog, etc., please email the link to me or post it in the comments. I will add your site to this page's right sidebar.
On a somewhat related note, please contact me if you would like your name to be removed from this website. I know we've been writing a lot about certain individuals, often times giving their first and last names as well as their job title. I can't know when these mentions are welcome and when they are not, and I appreciate the fact that some folks would like to remain hidden from Googlers.
Unfortunately, I don't have the power to delete specific words, only entire comments. If several people are listed under a single comment, and one person wishes to have his/her name removed, the others' names will also have to go.
As a matter of policy, I suggest that we all avoid using surnames. Millie V, Dan N, Frank T, etc., should provide a nice balance of specificity and privacy.
On a somewhat related note, please contact me if you would like your name to be removed from this website. I know we've been writing a lot about certain individuals, often times giving their first and last names as well as their job title. I can't know when these mentions are welcome and when they are not, and I appreciate the fact that some folks would like to remain hidden from Googlers.
Unfortunately, I don't have the power to delete specific words, only entire comments. If several people are listed under a single comment, and one person wishes to have his/her name removed, the others' names will also have to go.
As a matter of policy, I suggest that we all avoid using surnames. Millie V, Dan N, Frank T, etc., should provide a nice balance of specificity and privacy.
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Better Know A Classmate: Mr. Tra
This is the first in what should be a 159 or so part series, wherein we catch up with our old classmates. If you would like to participate in this Q&A, please email me.
With that said, here is my interview with Frank. Or should I say, my frank interview? HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
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Ahem. I would first like to thank Dan for asking for this interview. My original plan was to jump straight into a healthy dose of "Dan-bashing". Start out by making fun of his K-State roots. Not that I'm against K-State. My in-laws are both professors at the fine institution down the road from the first and greatest university ever to grace the plains of our fair state (KU). Move on to shaming Dan for attempting to "be-himself" on the site of our impending awkward night of comparing how much weight people gained(I gained 60 pounds but it's all muscle. Promise.). Finally, I would end with telling off the president by wishing that I had never voted for him seeing as though its been soooooo long ago that I cannot truly remember if I ever voted for any election in high school. I tried to think back and remember maybe approving for Millie as secretary though I have the odd feeling that she ran unopposed. Either way, my initial plan was to burn Dan in verbal effigy before the entire class of '97 (or the 20-odd people who have actually visited the site).
1. You were Asian in high school - are you still Asian?
...yes, I am a rice eating Asian(Vietnamese-American)...still.
2. On a scale of 1 to 10, how Asian are you?
I was a 5 but now I am a 7. Initially, get three points for looking the part. I had a few more for being able to speak the language and for driving a Honda. After I lost the Honda, my rating slipped a bit. So I took up martial arts. Which made me a 10 since I took to it so naturally. Then I stepped into my first tournament where I kicked, punched, and yelled at this guy to the point that he limped off of the mat but LOST because I showed a "lack of control". So I turned in my orange belt, married a white girl, and so now I am a 7.
3a. You used to go to The Bottleneck a lot when you resided in Lawrence. What band(s) made the biggest impression on you?
College was the best 9 years of my life! Everything that I could not do in Wichita, I found the ability and initiative to do in Lawrence. I saw some pretty cool shows like Dashboard at Liberty Hall and Better Than Ezra at the Granada but whenever I had a free night, I would be at the Bottleneck. Some bands of note that do not exist anymore are the Anniversary, Ultimate Fakebook, and the Get Up Kids. Emo bands mostly. Though I wouldn't tell it to their faces. Three bands that I'd risk failing a test for every time are Reggie and the Full Effect, Hot Rod Circuit, and the Alkaline Trio. My most memorable concert experience would have to be Tenacious D. I had no idea what I was getting into and I still feel dirty. The worst concert? The Pfunk Junkees. Imagine Korn doing the Beastie Boys while channeling Metallica...all the while while with a straight face.
3b. What Lawrence restaurant do you miss the most?
India Palace. My wife wrote that. Last time I ate there I was infected by some anaerobe and its extended family of about 10,000 toxin producing hillbilly cousins. After mitosis set in I swore never to eat there again.
I miss the Mad Greek. You don't find flaming cheese like that just anywhere.
4. Please describe an average workday in horrifically mundane detail.
A lot has changed since I recently gained employment. This is the ideal day:
I wake up at 5 A.M. and get to Wesley Hospital by 6. I assist in checking medication and fluids set to go out to the hospital floors. Then I make my way to the neonatal intensive care unit where I take care of the orders from the NICU, Peds floor, and the Labor and Delivery ward. In between orders, I waste narcs. That's right. Being that I have no vices let alone substance abuse issues, it is my reponsibility to dispose of every drawn-up but unused or leftover high concentration narcotic syringe. I also calculate and double check every neonatal TPN(total perenteral nutrition) bag that gets sent out to KC to be made. I set-up meds to be made up. Trouble shoot with the nurses. Do a couple of chemotherapy orders. Check dosages. Sounds ho-hum but saving babies is pretty exciting/challenging/satisfying work. So if you ever deliver at Wesley or have kids that get hurt and sent to Wesley. I will likely be your pharmacist.
I get done with my shift around 2:30, make my way to Bishop Carroll and run a couple of miles before wrestling practice starts.
Make it home by six. Have dinner with the family. Do some writing. From 7-10, I try to get in 100 push-ups every hour. In between I field a couple of calls from Hollywood about my comic. I make it to bed around midnight. Then I restart my day. I have enough to do between pharmacy, coaching and writing that I usually take the weekends that I am not at a tournament to decompress with my familly. Lift some weights. Mow the lawn.
Pretty full life for someone that Millie quoted as,"Slept his way through high school." Amen, sister.
5. You've commented on this website about your appreciation for the band The Killers. The Aquila tells me you've also written a graphic novel called "The Killers". Did the band influence the story? How so?
By name only. I was approached on the web by an artist who was a manager of a McDonalds in Canada about doing a WWII comic book. This was after I had a short story published and did some small comic book anthology work in KC. This was right after the Killers(band) had a single out. So I took inspiration from the name the Killers and dreamed up a story where a band of Nazi SS were running around Germany still killing after the war had ended. I took more inspiration from the Crow. I wanted villains that you would begin to get to know. Maybe even feel a little sad after they get killed. Which they do. Thus the name. Pretty much everyone dies.
I also took inspiration from George Schneller. By name only. I needed a really German name for my lead villain. While doing research(watching Saving Private Ryan), I heard an American yelling, "Schnell!" I sat up in my chair(figuratively) and decided I would use George's family name for the lead baddie. No I do not think George is a Nazi or that he would run around Germany on a killing spree. I just think that Schneller sounded very German. So you could also say that George is an inspiration to me. I also throw in a Keiter. The character with Keiter's may actually be the only character alive after all 96 pages is done and I blow up 5 city blocks in Berlin.
6. The story involves Nazis. Will there ever be a better villan than the Nazis?
I once dated a girl in college that every time she smiled her eyes got REALLY big. After a nightmare or two I decided that it didn't matter if she had a great personality or a killer bod or an original sense of humor or was loaded with cash or drove me around campus. People should squint when they smile.
7. Do you plan to write more graphic novels?
Yup. I was actually asked to write the Killers into a screenplay but studying for my last board exam will probably make that impossible. My next graphic novel will probably be Spy School. Cheesy Nickelodeon title but the book will be more dark and serious. It is mainly about a teenager that reads the daily obituaries to find names of recently deceased individuals. He then hacks into their email accounts looking for ways to break into their financial holdings. Naturally he should work for the intelligence wing of the government. Yet somehow our lead ends up being sent into the field. Pandemonium ensues. I will probably work with Eric Z again on this one.
I am working on a pitch with Stefano Raffaele called Manticore Sunset. We had previously worked on an A.I.M. pitch for Marvel www.stefano raffaele.com/AIM/ . I did a Batman pitch with Paul Gulacy for DC. I also have some work lined up with Alias and Warpton Comics. So having the Killers on the net www.speakeasycomics.com has helped tremendously with my exposure as a writer.
8. Your wife's name is Katy. Do you ever make fun of the way she spells her name?
No but I make fun of the town where she's from. I once spent a month in Manhattan doing a veterinary medicine rotation. I assisted on correcting every sort of prolapse that you can imagine. First look up prolapse. Then imagine having to try and assist in the reinsertion of a prolapsed anus, eyeball, and uterus. That was the extent of my month-long K-State education.
9. On a scale of 1 to 10, how Asian is Katy?
Physically? 0. Metaphysically, since we are now one in the same? 5. She enjoys curry.
I feel that you should marry up. The moment you hear someone yelling,"She's too good for you!" I suggest pulling out all the stops and trying to get the girl. I even attempted a Better Off Dead "ski to impress the girl" trip. "Go down as fast as you can! If you see something...turn!" I ran into a cardboard cut-out of a pink hippo.
My wife is brilliant. National Merit Scholar. Multiple time state math champ. Perfect SAT score. Top of her class in Chemical Engineering. Took Organic Chemistry and Differential Equations as a freshman. She's spunky. Opinionated. Very uber-Catholic. Easy on the eyes. Most importantly, she squints when she smiles.
10. How did you decide on your daughter's name, Amber?
It was Katy's to choose. I had once sold the right to name our firstborn so that Katy would go buy me a gallon of OJ. I sold the next naming rights for the one that we are expecting in December so that Katy would buy me some Taco Bell. Then I suggested the name Amber and Katy thought the name was perfect.
11. As a pharmacist, if you were going to abuse a prescription medication, what drug would you choose and why?
Methadone. Stays in your system forever. S'why doctors prescribe it to get people off of heroin. Can't get high if all of your opiate receptors are full of Methadone. Your voice also sounds cool like William S. Burroughs(Lawrence resident). I'm sure a lot of people other than I decided to go to pharmacy school after watching Drugstore Cowboy. Right? Tricia Gosche, I'm looking in your direction.
12. What was your favorite class at BC? Why?
Chemistry. Why? Because I failed it. Got myself a big fat "F" in Diepenbrock's class. Nothing against the teacher. I was the most self-unaware student that I knew. Daydreamed or drew in almost every class. The failing grade that I earned and that Mr. Diepenbrock was more than happy to give angered me greatly. So much so that it woke me right up from my haze. High school was odd for me in that my core group of friends all took to drugs and dropping out and sleeping around. The very things that we set out not to do when we got to BC. So I was lost but then I was found. Took Chem I my first year of college. Got a B and then continued to take chemistry every semester that I was in college. Woke up one day with a Doctorate in Pharmacy.
If it wasn't for my failing chemistry I would not have had the inner drive to get out of town and take chances. Does passing 16 college chemistry courses and their coinciding labs ease the pain of failing high school chem? Not so much but I have found numerous distractions for my time. Paychecks are nice as well.
13. Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
Applied for scholarships. At least a single solitary application would have been smart.
No, like I said, high school was what it was. A time where I lost my closest friends and woke up just shy of my senior year to my lack of ambition in life. People were friendly enough to me and I was hopefully cordial back. I was going to say wrestling but I helped coach the team last year that won its third state title so I have a nice ring to put those ghosts to rest. So I guess if I could go back and do a single thing differently it would be to make an attempt at stopping my friends before they got too deep with drugs and alcohol. I may not have been able to change any outcomes but at least I would have gotten off of the fence and tried. Looking at the blessed life I lead now and comparing it to theirs, its too bad.
In conclusion, I hope this catches me up with everyone(that cares, mind you. I apologize to the rest). I look forward to reading about what everyone else has been up to. I think that Dan has come up with an excellent vehicle for information gathering, future planning, and friendly conversation(I even wrote that with a straight face). I feel that the sight will be up long after the first reunion comes and goes.
With that said, here is my interview with Frank. Or should I say, my frank interview? HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
* * *
Ahem. I would first like to thank Dan for asking for this interview. My original plan was to jump straight into a healthy dose of "Dan-bashing". Start out by making fun of his K-State roots. Not that I'm against K-State. My in-laws are both professors at the fine institution down the road from the first and greatest university ever to grace the plains of our fair state (KU). Move on to shaming Dan for attempting to "be-himself" on the site of our impending awkward night of comparing how much weight people gained(I gained 60 pounds but it's all muscle. Promise.). Finally, I would end with telling off the president by wishing that I had never voted for him seeing as though its been soooooo long ago that I cannot truly remember if I ever voted for any election in high school. I tried to think back and remember maybe approving for Millie as secretary though I have the odd feeling that she ran unopposed. Either way, my initial plan was to burn Dan in verbal effigy before the entire class of '97 (or the 20-odd people who have actually visited the site).
1. You were Asian in high school - are you still Asian?
...yes, I am a rice eating Asian(Vietnamese-American)...still.
2. On a scale of 1 to 10, how Asian are you?
I was a 5 but now I am a 7. Initially, get three points for looking the part. I had a few more for being able to speak the language and for driving a Honda. After I lost the Honda, my rating slipped a bit. So I took up martial arts. Which made me a 10 since I took to it so naturally. Then I stepped into my first tournament where I kicked, punched, and yelled at this guy to the point that he limped off of the mat but LOST because I showed a "lack of control". So I turned in my orange belt, married a white girl, and so now I am a 7.
3a. You used to go to The Bottleneck a lot when you resided in Lawrence. What band(s) made the biggest impression on you?
College was the best 9 years of my life! Everything that I could not do in Wichita, I found the ability and initiative to do in Lawrence. I saw some pretty cool shows like Dashboard at Liberty Hall and Better Than Ezra at the Granada but whenever I had a free night, I would be at the Bottleneck. Some bands of note that do not exist anymore are the Anniversary, Ultimate Fakebook, and the Get Up Kids. Emo bands mostly. Though I wouldn't tell it to their faces. Three bands that I'd risk failing a test for every time are Reggie and the Full Effect, Hot Rod Circuit, and the Alkaline Trio. My most memorable concert experience would have to be Tenacious D. I had no idea what I was getting into and I still feel dirty. The worst concert? The Pfunk Junkees. Imagine Korn doing the Beastie Boys while channeling Metallica...all the while while with a straight face.
3b. What Lawrence restaurant do you miss the most?
India Palace. My wife wrote that. Last time I ate there I was infected by some anaerobe and its extended family of about 10,000 toxin producing hillbilly cousins. After mitosis set in I swore never to eat there again.
I miss the Mad Greek. You don't find flaming cheese like that just anywhere.
4. Please describe an average workday in horrifically mundane detail.
A lot has changed since I recently gained employment. This is the ideal day:
I wake up at 5 A.M. and get to Wesley Hospital by 6. I assist in checking medication and fluids set to go out to the hospital floors. Then I make my way to the neonatal intensive care unit where I take care of the orders from the NICU, Peds floor, and the Labor and Delivery ward. In between orders, I waste narcs. That's right. Being that I have no vices let alone substance abuse issues, it is my reponsibility to dispose of every drawn-up but unused or leftover high concentration narcotic syringe. I also calculate and double check every neonatal TPN(total perenteral nutrition) bag that gets sent out to KC to be made. I set-up meds to be made up. Trouble shoot with the nurses. Do a couple of chemotherapy orders. Check dosages. Sounds ho-hum but saving babies is pretty exciting/challenging/satisfying work. So if you ever deliver at Wesley or have kids that get hurt and sent to Wesley. I will likely be your pharmacist.
I get done with my shift around 2:30, make my way to Bishop Carroll and run a couple of miles before wrestling practice starts.
Make it home by six. Have dinner with the family. Do some writing. From 7-10, I try to get in 100 push-ups every hour. In between I field a couple of calls from Hollywood about my comic. I make it to bed around midnight. Then I restart my day. I have enough to do between pharmacy, coaching and writing that I usually take the weekends that I am not at a tournament to decompress with my familly. Lift some weights. Mow the lawn.
Pretty full life for someone that Millie quoted as,"Slept his way through high school." Amen, sister.
5. You've commented on this website about your appreciation for the band The Killers. The Aquila tells me you've also written a graphic novel called "The Killers". Did the band influence the story? How so?
By name only. I was approached on the web by an artist who was a manager of a McDonalds in Canada about doing a WWII comic book. This was after I had a short story published and did some small comic book anthology work in KC. This was right after the Killers(band) had a single out. So I took inspiration from the name the Killers and dreamed up a story where a band of Nazi SS were running around Germany still killing after the war had ended. I took more inspiration from the Crow. I wanted villains that you would begin to get to know. Maybe even feel a little sad after they get killed. Which they do. Thus the name. Pretty much everyone dies.
I also took inspiration from George Schneller. By name only. I needed a really German name for my lead villain. While doing research(watching Saving Private Ryan), I heard an American yelling, "Schnell!" I sat up in my chair(figuratively) and decided I would use George's family name for the lead baddie. No I do not think George is a Nazi or that he would run around Germany on a killing spree. I just think that Schneller sounded very German. So you could also say that George is an inspiration to me. I also throw in a Keiter. The character with Keiter's may actually be the only character alive after all 96 pages is done and I blow up 5 city blocks in Berlin.
6. The story involves Nazis. Will there ever be a better villan than the Nazis?
I once dated a girl in college that every time she smiled her eyes got REALLY big. After a nightmare or two I decided that it didn't matter if she had a great personality or a killer bod or an original sense of humor or was loaded with cash or drove me around campus. People should squint when they smile.
7. Do you plan to write more graphic novels?
Yup. I was actually asked to write the Killers into a screenplay but studying for my last board exam will probably make that impossible. My next graphic novel will probably be Spy School. Cheesy Nickelodeon title but the book will be more dark and serious. It is mainly about a teenager that reads the daily obituaries to find names of recently deceased individuals. He then hacks into their email accounts looking for ways to break into their financial holdings. Naturally he should work for the intelligence wing of the government. Yet somehow our lead ends up being sent into the field. Pandemonium ensues. I will probably work with Eric Z again on this one.
I am working on a pitch with Stefano Raffaele called Manticore Sunset. We had previously worked on an A.I.M. pitch for Marvel www.stefano raffaele.com/AIM/ . I did a Batman pitch with Paul Gulacy for DC. I also have some work lined up with Alias and Warpton Comics. So having the Killers on the net www.speakeasycomics.com has helped tremendously with my exposure as a writer.
8. Your wife's name is Katy. Do you ever make fun of the way she spells her name?
No but I make fun of the town where she's from. I once spent a month in Manhattan doing a veterinary medicine rotation. I assisted on correcting every sort of prolapse that you can imagine. First look up prolapse. Then imagine having to try and assist in the reinsertion of a prolapsed anus, eyeball, and uterus. That was the extent of my month-long K-State education.
9. On a scale of 1 to 10, how Asian is Katy?
Physically? 0. Metaphysically, since we are now one in the same? 5. She enjoys curry.
I feel that you should marry up. The moment you hear someone yelling,"She's too good for you!" I suggest pulling out all the stops and trying to get the girl. I even attempted a Better Off Dead "ski to impress the girl" trip. "Go down as fast as you can! If you see something...turn!" I ran into a cardboard cut-out of a pink hippo.
My wife is brilliant. National Merit Scholar. Multiple time state math champ. Perfect SAT score. Top of her class in Chemical Engineering. Took Organic Chemistry and Differential Equations as a freshman. She's spunky. Opinionated. Very uber-Catholic. Easy on the eyes. Most importantly, she squints when she smiles.
10. How did you decide on your daughter's name, Amber?
It was Katy's to choose. I had once sold the right to name our firstborn so that Katy would go buy me a gallon of OJ. I sold the next naming rights for the one that we are expecting in December so that Katy would buy me some Taco Bell. Then I suggested the name Amber and Katy thought the name was perfect.
11. As a pharmacist, if you were going to abuse a prescription medication, what drug would you choose and why?
Methadone. Stays in your system forever. S'why doctors prescribe it to get people off of heroin. Can't get high if all of your opiate receptors are full of Methadone. Your voice also sounds cool like William S. Burroughs(Lawrence resident). I'm sure a lot of people other than I decided to go to pharmacy school after watching Drugstore Cowboy. Right? Tricia Gosche, I'm looking in your direction.
12. What was your favorite class at BC? Why?
Chemistry. Why? Because I failed it. Got myself a big fat "F" in Diepenbrock's class. Nothing against the teacher. I was the most self-unaware student that I knew. Daydreamed or drew in almost every class. The failing grade that I earned and that Mr. Diepenbrock was more than happy to give angered me greatly. So much so that it woke me right up from my haze. High school was odd for me in that my core group of friends all took to drugs and dropping out and sleeping around. The very things that we set out not to do when we got to BC. So I was lost but then I was found. Took Chem I my first year of college. Got a B and then continued to take chemistry every semester that I was in college. Woke up one day with a Doctorate in Pharmacy.
If it wasn't for my failing chemistry I would not have had the inner drive to get out of town and take chances. Does passing 16 college chemistry courses and their coinciding labs ease the pain of failing high school chem? Not so much but I have found numerous distractions for my time. Paychecks are nice as well.
13. Is there anything you would have done differently in your time at BC?
Applied for scholarships. At least a single solitary application would have been smart.
No, like I said, high school was what it was. A time where I lost my closest friends and woke up just shy of my senior year to my lack of ambition in life. People were friendly enough to me and I was hopefully cordial back. I was going to say wrestling but I helped coach the team last year that won its third state title so I have a nice ring to put those ghosts to rest. So I guess if I could go back and do a single thing differently it would be to make an attempt at stopping my friends before they got too deep with drugs and alcohol. I may not have been able to change any outcomes but at least I would have gotten off of the fence and tried. Looking at the blessed life I lead now and comparing it to theirs, its too bad.
In conclusion, I hope this catches me up with everyone(that cares, mind you. I apologize to the rest). I look forward to reading about what everyone else has been up to. I think that Dan has come up with an excellent vehicle for information gathering, future planning, and friendly conversation(I even wrote that with a straight face). I feel that the sight will be up long after the first reunion comes and goes.
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