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.
Sunday, September 24, 2006
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
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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.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
It's A Date (Still)
I've been out of commission for a while -- "Dark Territory", as they called it in Under Siege 2. There are a few reasons for this.
1. It's been really hot. And when it's hot, you slow down a bit; sometimes, you don't feel like doing anything at all. You might think that this is where the stereotype of the slow-moving, rocking-chairing, julep-drinking Southerner comes from. Not true! Instead, that image may have been influenced by the prevalence of hookworm in the American South. Barefoot Southerners would walk to the outhouse, hookworms would penetrate their feet, infect them, and take some of their body's iron. "Lazy" Southerners were probably just anemic!
2. I've been reading. A lot. Largely because
3. My internet connection has been flaky -- not related to the router issue earlier this summer. Instead, I can't access Blogspot https for some reason. It's weird!!! But it's just as well, because
4. My right wrist and arm hurts. It hurts to type, write, and grip a Playstation controller. As a result, I'm in a self-imposed exile from such activities.
4a. If you're wondering how I'm typing this, given #4, it's through an annoyingly hybrid method: normal left-handed typing and hunt/peck with pinky finger right-handed typing.
4b. Feel free imply that my wrist injury is due to chronic masturbation!!
Now...
I understand that the Thanksgiving date won't be convenient for everyone. I know that the holidays can be busy!! However, there is upside to having the reunion near a holiday. Many people will be off work that Friday, and won't have to take additional vacation time. Many will already be travelling to Wichita that weekend.
Knowing that any one date would be imperfect, I wanted to set the date as early as possible, to give everyone plenty of time to make arrangements. The annoucement, 16 months in advance going by the internet date and 15 months in advance measuring from the Fall '06 Aquila date, meets that goal.
I hope this lead time will give everyone a chance to rearrange their schedules as needed: asking off from work, switching the Thanksgiving/Xmas trip to the in-laws, getting a cheap flight in from South Africa or from the pineapple farm in Hawaii, etc.
I hope we have a great turnout in November '07!
(Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to my spider hole.)
1. It's been really hot. And when it's hot, you slow down a bit; sometimes, you don't feel like doing anything at all. You might think that this is where the stereotype of the slow-moving, rocking-chairing, julep-drinking Southerner comes from. Not true! Instead, that image may have been influenced by the prevalence of hookworm in the American South. Barefoot Southerners would walk to the outhouse, hookworms would penetrate their feet, infect them, and take some of their body's iron. "Lazy" Southerners were probably just anemic!
2. I've been reading. A lot. Largely because
3. My internet connection has been flaky -- not related to the router issue earlier this summer. Instead, I can't access Blogspot https for some reason. It's weird!!! But it's just as well, because
4. My right wrist and arm hurts. It hurts to type, write, and grip a Playstation controller. As a result, I'm in a self-imposed exile from such activities.
4a. If you're wondering how I'm typing this, given #4, it's through an annoyingly hybrid method: normal left-handed typing and hunt/peck with pinky finger right-handed typing.
4b. Feel free imply that my wrist injury is due to chronic masturbation!!
Now...
I understand that the Thanksgiving date won't be convenient for everyone. I know that the holidays can be busy!! However, there is upside to having the reunion near a holiday. Many people will be off work that Friday, and won't have to take additional vacation time. Many will already be travelling to Wichita that weekend.
Knowing that any one date would be imperfect, I wanted to set the date as early as possible, to give everyone plenty of time to make arrangements. The annoucement, 16 months in advance going by the internet date and 15 months in advance measuring from the Fall '06 Aquila date, meets that goal.
I hope this lead time will give everyone a chance to rearrange their schedules as needed: asking off from work, switching the Thanksgiving/Xmas trip to the in-laws, getting a cheap flight in from South Africa or from the pineapple farm in Hawaii, etc.
I hope we have a great turnout in November '07!
(Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to my spider hole.)
Sunday, July 30, 2006
How To Save Your Marriage
It was a bright summer Saturday, and I was in the passenger's seat of a white Ford Taurus. Like most white Ford Tauruses, this one was a piece of crap, and it was owned by my girlfriend. The air conditioning was broken, and the fan was no real substitute.
After a brief stop at a Subway Sandwich Shop in some southern suburb of Saint Paul, Steph continued to speed toward Ames, toward her friend's wedding. I buried myself in the Star Tribune's miscellany and tried to forget the heat. Three hours later, I donned my shirt and tie as we walked from the parking lot to the chapel, some Protestant thing, while Steph asked me to hurry - we were nearly late.
It was a dull affair - common among the non-Catholics, as you know - and the reception was no better. We ate the provided pork, shared a dance, and eventually made our way back home. Some distance had passed before I realized that Steph and I were not speaking. As the new driver, I used my exalted position to gain control of the Taurus' stereo, playing Bush's debut album at some volume, remembering when I was younger, when it was my soundtrack, in Nathan's basement, playing pool, hearing "Comedown" for the thousandth time.
By the time we reached the truck stop, just north of the Iowa border, Steph had reclaimed her CD player, and we were hearing the same Dar Williams songs repeatedly. Appropriately, one song was titled, "Iowa", and I knew from previous discussions that Steph loved these lines more than any:
So I asked a friend about it on a bad day, her husband had just
Left her, and she sat down in the chair he left behind
She said, "What is love, where did it get me?
Whoever thought of love is no friend of mine."
The silence broke late that night, in her third floor apartment, when I agreed with her assessment. "This isn't going to work out, is it?"
* * *
We've all been dragged to a wedding before -- has it ever been a fantastic occasion? Has it ever even been fun? Or has it always bordered on awful? It's certainly been boring. And, as illustrated in the example above, it can be acutely stressful. Now, I'm a reasonable man, and I know that not everyone's relationship will fail, as mine did, as a result of reunion attendance. But you are warned -- if you bring your husband or wife to the reunion, you're probably doomed to be divorced.
I can't stop you from bringing your spouse to the reunion -- I mean, I can... I'm a pretty strong dude with a nasty temper that likes to throw his weight around... but I probably won't. All I can say is that spouses (sans those now named Iseman, Patterson, Provines, Thome, et al) are very, very strongly discouraged. Please note that you will be bringing this spouse to an event where:
A.> They have to shake hands with people they don't give a shit about
B.> They have to seem interested in your/our boring high school stories
C.> Unlike a good wedding, they won't have an open bar to keep them company
D.> Their very presence will make some people uncomfortable, namely:
1.> The spouse
2.> You, trying to make sure they're having fun
3.> The Rest of Us, half-heartedly trying to keep them involved in conversation
E.> Good manners dictate that, while the spouse is around, we shouldn't talk about all the people you nailed back in high school. And everyone knows what good manners are spread throughout the class of 1997.
I support the idea of Spousal Saturday. I ask my friend Millie to make arrangements to tour BC on Saturday afternoon or evening -- nothing too early in the day, as we'll need some time to recover from the previous night.
Further plans outside of the Friday night reunion and the Saturday walking tour of BC will be done by someone other than myself (and Millie). If somebody decides to gather spouses and kids to go fly kites or attend Mass or play charades or talk about childbirth or watch Baby Einstein videos, let me know, and I'll post the details on this website.
* * *
I have yet to decide about the location of the reunion - I'm still weighing some pros and cons. We'll talk about that later.
After a brief stop at a Subway Sandwich Shop in some southern suburb of Saint Paul, Steph continued to speed toward Ames, toward her friend's wedding. I buried myself in the Star Tribune's miscellany and tried to forget the heat. Three hours later, I donned my shirt and tie as we walked from the parking lot to the chapel, some Protestant thing, while Steph asked me to hurry - we were nearly late.
It was a dull affair - common among the non-Catholics, as you know - and the reception was no better. We ate the provided pork, shared a dance, and eventually made our way back home. Some distance had passed before I realized that Steph and I were not speaking. As the new driver, I used my exalted position to gain control of the Taurus' stereo, playing Bush's debut album at some volume, remembering when I was younger, when it was my soundtrack, in Nathan's basement, playing pool, hearing "Comedown" for the thousandth time.
By the time we reached the truck stop, just north of the Iowa border, Steph had reclaimed her CD player, and we were hearing the same Dar Williams songs repeatedly. Appropriately, one song was titled, "Iowa", and I knew from previous discussions that Steph loved these lines more than any:
So I asked a friend about it on a bad day, her husband had just
Left her, and she sat down in the chair he left behind
She said, "What is love, where did it get me?
Whoever thought of love is no friend of mine."
The silence broke late that night, in her third floor apartment, when I agreed with her assessment. "This isn't going to work out, is it?"
* * *
We've all been dragged to a wedding before -- has it ever been a fantastic occasion? Has it ever even been fun? Or has it always bordered on awful? It's certainly been boring. And, as illustrated in the example above, it can be acutely stressful. Now, I'm a reasonable man, and I know that not everyone's relationship will fail, as mine did, as a result of reunion attendance. But you are warned -- if you bring your husband or wife to the reunion, you're probably doomed to be divorced.
I can't stop you from bringing your spouse to the reunion -- I mean, I can... I'm a pretty strong dude with a nasty temper that likes to throw his weight around... but I probably won't. All I can say is that spouses (sans those now named Iseman, Patterson, Provines, Thome, et al) are very, very strongly discouraged. Please note that you will be bringing this spouse to an event where:
A.> They have to shake hands with people they don't give a shit about
B.> They have to seem interested in your/our boring high school stories
C.> Unlike a good wedding, they won't have an open bar to keep them company
D.> Their very presence will make some people uncomfortable, namely:
1.> The spouse
2.> You, trying to make sure they're having fun
3.> The Rest of Us, half-heartedly trying to keep them involved in conversation
E.> Good manners dictate that, while the spouse is around, we shouldn't talk about all the people you nailed back in high school. And everyone knows what good manners are spread throughout the class of 1997.
I support the idea of Spousal Saturday. I ask my friend Millie to make arrangements to tour BC on Saturday afternoon or evening -- nothing too early in the day, as we'll need some time to recover from the previous night.
Further plans outside of the Friday night reunion and the Saturday walking tour of BC will be done by someone other than myself (and Millie). If somebody decides to gather spouses and kids to go fly kites or attend Mass or play charades or talk about childbirth or watch Baby Einstein videos, let me know, and I'll post the details on this website.
* * *
I have yet to decide about the location of the reunion - I'm still weighing some pros and cons. We'll talk about that later.
Monday, July 17, 2006
Fear Not
I know I said I'd post something last week, but I didn't. The thing is, when I wrote it, I really, really meant it. I really, really thought I would have posted something as scheduled. You know why I didn't. A few reasons.
1.> I'm still congratulating myself over choosing a reunion date.
2.> My modem is working, but my wireless router is not. This combination device is located upstairs, where it is much hotter than downstairs. As a result, I've spent less time on my laptop.
3.> The reunion is a year and a half away. Not exactly what we call "pressed for time".
SOOOO, if you'd like to grab the conch and make an announcement, now is the time.
1.> I'm still congratulating myself over choosing a reunion date.
2.> My modem is working, but my wireless router is not. This combination device is located upstairs, where it is much hotter than downstairs. As a result, I've spent less time on my laptop.
3.> The reunion is a year and a half away. Not exactly what we call "pressed for time".
SOOOO, if you'd like to grab the conch and make an announcement, now is the time.
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
It's A Date
Thanks to everyone who contributed to the discussion, commenting on the previous post. Even you anonymous folks - "cowards", as I call them. But I won't call them cowards at the reunion, which we be held
FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 23, 2007
Huzzah!
All of you breeders have more than a year to secure babysitters. Hop to it.
Let's all soak this in for a few days. I'll post the next topic of conversation next week.
FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 23, 2007
Huzzah!
All of you breeders have more than a year to secure babysitters. Hop to it.
Let's all soak this in for a few days. I'll post the next topic of conversation next week.
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Setting A Date
Fellow BC alum Shawn and I were drinking, discussing when to hold the reunion.
Discuss your preference by clicking on "comments".
ME: If we had it near Thanksgiving or Christmas, more people would attend, as many would be in Wichita anyway.What say you, alumni? Would you like to meet on a warm, summer night? A crisp fall evening, such as Homecoming Weekend? Or would you like to meet when most of us will be in Wichita anyway, such as the Friday night after Thanksgiving?
SHAWN: Indeed. But it will be very cold at that time of year, and people have family obligations.
ME: If we held it at a warmer time of year, the event could be outdoors - a bonfire or something.
SHAWN: Yes, but it could rain, and all would be lost.
ME: Why would we have it Homecoming Weekend? Those football games were boring in high school and they're going to be just as boring 10 years later.
SHAWN: We can't drink at the football game.
ME: If I go an hour without a drink, I get the shakes - you know that.
SHAWN: And how. I'm blind.
ME: I'm wasted!
Discuss your preference by clicking on "comments".
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Regarding The Kittens Playing Ping Pong
I have some bad news. I can't seem to post animated .gif files to this website. I know, I know - you were promised one thing, and now you're stuck with a still rendering.
Sorry for the bait-and-switch, but this is the best I can do right now. If you've got to see animated ping pong cats, click here.
Sorry for the bait-and-switch, but this is the best I can do right now. If you've got to see animated ping pong cats, click here.
Saturday, May 20, 2006
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