As well as 'Slut', they
both completely personify the words 'Total Rock Action' and have since
broadened my understanding of the arts as well as many academic disciplines.
My newfound music-induced craze led me eventually to the realms of high-fidelity
audio and the desire for audiophile quality stereo components. Result,
-$1700 debit:
The cables cost $50; each. You may
be asking yourself how such an investment could be worth it. I have two
reasons, the first is 'Exit Music [for a film]' by Radiohead, and the second
is:
This picture may be confusing to you engineers who don't realize that sound is invisible. Also humanities majors are at risk. The person to the right is John Wunderlin, my courageous and tolerant roommate, the other is of course Zach. On the shelf may be seen our accumulating beer collection, a byproduct of my decision to start drinking this semester.
A number of weeks into the school
year, John, Zach and I decided to road trip to Washington DC for a Q and
Not U concert. We hitched a ride with a snobby student lexus owner who
put on 'Poison the Well' all trip and then proclaimed to be too mature
to listen to the same thing for more than 15 minutes. Can you say bitch-tang?
We arrived and picked up another slut, Ben Bruno:
All of you who think his shirt
(the last word is costume) is not funny are probably terrorists. I took
some pictures at the show but the lighting was so poor that they didn't
come out well at all. After the show we killed time by moping around Falls
Church ruining the uptight people's lives and providing entertainment for
the cool one's. We discovered the simplest method of achieving this was
to don an FBI hat, walk into a random store, and yell FBI repeatedly while
making a purchase:
On the way home, we brought Ben
and Zach's brother Ryan with us for sexual purposes:
Zach, hating his brother to the
most extreme possible extent, couldn't stand sitting next to him in the
back seat. Eventually, the urge to run won him over and he bolted, thank
god Ryan was up for retrieving him:
To the displeasure of the rest
of us, they made it back to the car in one piece. Once back at the university,
we sat and twiddled our thumbs for a few weeks until my friend Jon Stover(Cornell)
decided to come and visit us. Coincidentally, Jamie's boyfriend Dave visited
this same weekend. This picture is us all enjoying ourselves to a nearly
illegal extent:
Stover is closest the the camera
with his mechanical replica of a foot resting on the basketball. When I
think of how Vietnam has affected us, it angers me so. The couch is accomodating
Dave, Jamie and John but not necessarily in that order. We partied hard
that whole weekend, and before it was over, Fugazi's main man, Ian something
came to C-ville to premier their documentary at the Newcomb Hall Theater.
We had to check it out:
As you can see, Stover and I
were thoroughly enjoying the documentary. Stover returned to has coven
of whores soon thereafter and I went back to my frattacular wenching. This
year I'm living in Copeley which is far away, but has a few perks, including
proximity to the shopping center and Klockner Field:
Sorry for the blurriness, my
camera's flash was battling the stadium light and lost. Pretty good crowd
for this game, its likely we won, our soccer team is one of few we can
depend on; *cough* basketball *cough*.
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