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New Blog

2009-07-21T06:12:00.001-07:00

Come and check out some random thoughts on politics and language that i have put together with some fellow ex-patriots here in tübingen!

http://tinbungee.blogspot.com

-Alan

Restructuring

2008-11-22T05:20:00.000-08:00

As the winter slowly creeps up on us (it snowed today) and Obama begins this transition into the worst job on the planet, things in Tuebingen are ramping up (or down?). I have begun laying out the details of my masters thesis and wrapping up my english classes for the winter holidays. For those of you that will be in the Portland area, I am going to be there from the 15th to the 26th of december. Short trip, I know, but that's life..

And now, for your enjoyment, here's some happy video of our favorite governor! Hattip to Ben Smith (and Johnathan Martin):

weddings galore!

2008-11-15T09:48:00.000-08:00

'tis the season.

you know you're all wondering what i'm up to! :-P

I got married in September and then went on a Pacific Northwest Brewery tour extravaganza. (Hooray beer). I learned that Rogue not only makes fantastic beer (hazelnut brown nectar, anyone?) but also cheese, and amazing spirits (their gin is fantastic!).

So if anyone's wondering what to do after grad school, here's my advice - become obsessed with homebrewing, get down on one knee and ask a fantastic man to marry you, get married by a giant statue of a troll, drink awesome beer for two weeks, and go to pastry school!

Our wedding was also featured on the offbeat bride website here.

Season's Greetings

2007-12-16T11:42:00.000-08:00

I didn't know if everyone had received Alana's Christmas card this year, so I decided to upload a copy.

Who is this guy?

2007-04-22T15:04:00.000-07:00

He's been tagged on a Facebook page as "Awesome Wisconsin Guy"...but I'm sure you all know better.

Tim and Sara - Engaged!

2007-04-08T19:40:00.000-07:00

On March 23, 2007 — exactly four years from the day she first agreed to be my woman at one of the infamous BARS house parties — I asked Sara to marry me at Niagara Falls (not pictured). She said yes.

So in case you noticed any type of bling or sparkleyness emanating from Sara's ring finger in any of the New York pictures below, this post should adequately explain what that is about.

Sadly, this picture (taken at a really cool little Jewish garden in New York) barely does justice to how happy I am. If I said I was really, really, really, ridiculously happy, then I'd be getting a little closer. But there aren't pictures, words or even pop culture references to describe it, so you'll just have to believe me when I say that it feels awesome.

I really appreciate the congratulations I've already gotten from so many of you, and I look forward to the forthcoming hugs and high fives.

And I promise better engagement photos one of these days.

Derek the married man

2007-04-08T17:38:00.000-07:00

A handful of classic Irish C folk spent the weekend of March 31 in New York City. I could tell you why, or you could just read it yourself in this announcement from the New York Times:

It is with a great warmth in my heart that I announce to everyone here that our boy done good, hitchin' his self to a bonny lass who I don't doubt could have held her own in Irish C had she come to the ASU Honors College instead of Columbia. Then again, I've never seen her play Dr. Mario ...

Anyway, here's a picture or two of what happens when you take smart kids out of a secret government experiment and turn them loose in New York:

Lewis and Garret are all smiles after the steak tartare and pinot noir at Landmarc. On a sidenote, I feel like "Lewis and Garret" used to be two names we said together all the time back in the day, but not so much in recent years. Nothing brings old friends together like raw meat and wine.

Here's me and Sara at Battery Park. The blurry, pointy thing in the background is the Statue of Liberty. I took this myself.

Garret thoroughly enjoys the poutine at Pommes Frites.

Sara, Lewis and homemade sauces.

Eric looks classic in front of this cathedral across from Pommes Frites. Anybody know which church this is?

Pommes Frites gave us this classic photo from the early 1960s of a professional wrestler sitting outside the restaurant, regaling a world-weary dockworker with his tales of the ring. Amazing how these old-timey New Yorkers look nothing like me and Lewis.

When Adam gives me a little leg, I can't help but make a really weird face.

Friday Night Mexican is back! (From left) Adam, Josh, Sara, Garret, Lewis and Eric kick it with margaritas as we wait for a table at the only Los Dos Molinos outside Arizona. It's Mexican food so damn good, New York had to have one. In spite of the fact that they had Stella Artois on tap, LDNY didn't disappoint — this joint had all the heat of its Arizona siblings. Amazingly, this was the first time Eric had ever eaten at a Los Dos.

Eric is all Risky Business at Rise Bar atop the Ritz Carlton. When you're sitting on top of the Ritz, sipping a cocktail (compliments of Papa Schaibs) and looking out at the Statue of Liberty, you know you're a baller.

Sara, Adam and I look like much less of ballers on the subway.

Out on Pier A at Battery Park, Josh takes pictures of the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island.

Adam stands outside St. Paul's Chapel at Columbia University as we arrive at the ceremony.

It never occurred to me, Josh, Adam and Lewis that the bride may have left Derek at the alter until the priest said something to that effect. We figured she was just caught in traffic. We were right.

Here, I get a perfect picture of Josh's camera's picture of Derek and Alissa coming down the aisle as husband and wife.

On the bus ride back to the hotel, Adam and Lewis get cozy.

This one's for anyone who thinks I'm posting too many pics of unsavory dudes. While neither of them ever lived in Irish C, Sara and Danielle look so good I had to post this pic. For the fellas out there with the ladies to impress: Get your girl an apple-tini with three olives and she'll love you forever.

Being a bridegroom works up a mean appetite, so Derek tears into a lamb shank. This spectacular spread — which also included dim sum, crab cakes, a gourmet pizza bar and, of course, cocktails — is what they served us in the waiting area before dinner at the reception. Tastebuds wowed. Minds blown.

I took this picture of Derek and Alissa's first dance, and I think I may have photographed the soul of their unborn child. We'll wait and see if they have anything to announce. (I'm guessing that they'll announce that I caught a lens flare from the other photographer.)

Garret, Doug and Danielle (good friends of many old Irish C-ers, Doug even served as a ringer on our dorm's flag football team), Josh and Adam enjoy all the different kinds of booze set in front of them at the reception.

Ballers on the Rise again, Lewis and I get serious with our sweet Hendrick's martinis.

Liz goes to Uruguay

2007-03-18T09:40:00.000-07:00

Just got this e-mail from Liz:

Hey gang,

Here is the address for my Uruguay blog: www.thumosthermos.blogspot.com. I'll try to be better about updating the blog than I usually am about replying to emails (but feel free to email!).

I hope everything is great with you. Keep in touch.

-- Liz

Keep up with her blog for the latest adventures from Uruguay. I added it to the link list on the right. If anybody else has a blog or a Web site or whatever that I'm missing, post it!

Have a great trip, Liz!

The Main Event

2007-01-27T18:37:00.000-08:00

You may remember back in the fall 2000 semester, when personality conflicts started brewing between some poorly paired roommates. One conflict involved Brian, Gavin and a Costco-sized box of cheese crackers.

I was going through some old notebooks today, and I stumbled upon this poster I drew to promote the ensuing brawl:
A year later, in Honors Psychology 101, I drew this comic:
That same day in Pshyc, on the same page no less, I drew this stunning portrait of Salty Matt. If you're reading this, Kucharski, please know that I love you like a weird, embarrassing cousin, but this is what happens when you suck in psychology class:

Upgraded!

2007-01-27T18:35:00.000-08:00

I just upgraded us to the new Blogger. You'll need a Google account to post to the blog now, but I'm guessing most of us have one anyway.

Will this upgrade prompt anyone to start posting more?

India or Bust!

2007-01-07T14:43:00.000-08:00

A couple of months ago my boss decided to reward me for all my hard work and send me to India. After a bought with Gandhi's revenge, a run-in with the local monkey gang and inhaling about 10 pounds of smog, I returned.

Cowboy's Wedding

2006-12-06T19:35:00.000-08:00

I just though I would post some photos of a mini Irish C reunion, better known as my wedding. Since I am too lazy to put captions on these photos or write some witty commentary, I will just point out a couple of details in the photos. The man you see on the floor is in fact Down-John, and the woman in the red is the stripper we hired for the bachelor party.

Arizona Cardinals

2006-10-17T12:01:00.000-07:00

Monday Night Football is a cause for warning. Don't make the same mistakes I did - there are better things to do with your time and money. Don't watch the Cardinals on TV. Don't believe they'll get better. And don't go to University of Phoenix Stadium.

Beau Canada

2006-09-14T17:56:00.000-07:00

In early August, former Irish C residents Garret and Geoff spent a few days visiting Banff and Jasper National Parks in Alberta. Here are som e pictures.

Alana is a TV star!

2006-09-10T10:43:00.000-07:00

It's amazing what you can find on YouTube. Looks like somebody posted this rare clip from an Animal Planet documentary that happens to feature me, Sara and the soon-to-be-famous Alana as swimmers who were attacked by sea lampreys during a long-distance race in Vermont.

Our scene was shot in February at Saguaro lake, and the water was freezing. Sara had received the call for extras via the Leadership Scholarship program listserv. The British production crew was very nice, but it barely made up for the fact that the water was so cold it made you gasp and then made your head sting.

So when you see me and Alana on the beach, wrapped in foil blankets, drinking hot cider and looking genuinely pained - it's not acting. I don't even think we knew we were on camera.

I'm going to try to get my hands on some of the all-time classic Irish C videos and post them here. If you have any, please share them.

Direct link on YouTube

Superman is a hero, but nothing like this guy

2006-08-23T21:33:00.000-07:00

This is the product of a University of Phoenix education. Student was assigned to write a 1500 word essay with 5 references, and crapped out this gem. The student wondered why he got no points.

Education the future to the world, and how are we taking use of it today. Society will benefit from school by not being Challenge, better opportunities, and being a role model for the youth. Having the ability to read and write is a gift to everyone.Being challenge in this world is a major problem to people. First, you cannot obtain a job or career. Second, you will abuse drugs, alcoholic. Last, not having the basics down will keep you from understanding reading in writing. Benefit from education will take you far.Opportunities is a gift of success to the world. education brings on careers. being able to take care of yourself and family financially. having full control of your future. taking a step toward financially stability is a blessing waiting for us.Myself live in community of kids, and also having a child of myself. mastering your skills and being the best at what you do children look up to you. Brushing off positively influence the youth to look toward the future. Superman is a hero, and so are you. Planting a seed, and saying stay in school don't be a fool.

Adams Gone Wild!

2006-08-14T17:24:00.000-07:00

A broadcasting graduate from Arizona State University, Alana Wagner went on to win the Emmy for Best Video Ever.

Ballad of the Four Leaf Clovers

2006-08-14T17:05:00.000-07:00

Please read the following as though it were a Ken Burns documentary narrated by Sam Elliott.

Irish-inspired Johnny Cash cover band by night, upper-middle rollers by later night. Not much else is known about the Four Leaf Clovers.

These rare photos from the Cover Band Hall of Fame in Las Vegas, Nevada, show the quartet during the peak of their careers:

Now Mike Kolb, who some say is a member of various other halls of fame in Las Vegas, Nevada, says these boys was ornery as a prickly pear. And, well, guess I'll let you see for yourself:

Yes sir, college boys.

Return of the Koef (to Spectacular Peninsulas)

2006-08-14T16:50:00.000-07:00

The great state of Michigan is best known for three things: tart cherries, the auto industry and - best of all - Jonathan Koefoed.

Couple weeks ago, Sara and I came one step closer to living the Michigan dream when Pretty Jon himself stopped by Ann Arbor. Photography ensued:

(From left) Tim, Sara, Koef, Koef's lady friend Suzanne and Irish C regular/Ann Arbor native Kat Williams pose in the Kerrytown district after an almost-Arizona good Mexican lunch at Sabor Latino.

In this photo, Koef is a little less happy after finding out that Tim lost his leg in Vietnam.

Thanks to Koef, Kat and Suzanne for the mini-reunion in Michigan. All we need now is some Ted Nugent, and our Michigan experience will be complete. And maybe some Tigers hats. But, for serious, ones that actually fit.

Farewell, Tim and Sara

2006-05-19T11:53:00.000-07:00

I made a Peanuts cartoon as a going-away present for Tim and Sara, who as you probably know are moving to Michigan this weekend. CLICK IT. Tim and Sara are looking to make a fresh start in the great white north, and let's all wish them well. Adios muchachos!

"I wanna be an animator like Charles Schultz."
-Freddy Got Fingered

Trumpets please... Hoff-man's auspicious return to The Desert

2006-05-15T04:24:00.000-07:00

Hep2it baybee. Our fascist, baby killing friend Karl Hoffman will go on leave from said baby killing this UPCOMING SEP-TEM-BORE, and would LUVVV <3 a place to stay! Anyone know they can accommodate heeyim at that time? Won't it just be the KEWLEST to see him again? So, scrounge up some floor space and a face for him to put his feet in, people, STAT. Email the mythman at flimflamman@gmail.com with any good news. His humblest cervantes: lubey.

U of A sucks!

2006-04-14T20:31:00.000-07:00

Submitted for your approval: a prank I feel is worthy of Irish C and ought to make any Sun Devil proud. Or at least laugh.

As many of you know, I minored in Latin because of my fascination with etymology. One of the first things you learn is the pluralization of Latin words. For example, you have one stimulus, many stimuli. Syllabus becomes syllabi. And so on.

That's why Sara and I thought it was so damned funny when a white Mustang pulled up next to us as we were coming home from dinner. Its vanity University of Arizona license plate said: PENI.

That's it. PENI!

If you'll remember our Latin lesson, peni is the plural form of penus, which means a wang or schlong. Or maybe it was just this poor girl's name. Who cares?

The more important thing here is that it's one letter away from penis, which is English for a wang or schlong. At this point, we were one Sharpie away from hopping out of the car and writing a big S right on there.

Luckily, fate had our back. Peni pulled ahead of us, onto our street and just past our townhouse, into the Galleria Palms apartments. You know, the ones where Seizure Andy lived junior year. And we watched Peni park right in the front.

Sara and I returned home to regroup, and she realized that she had some stick-on lettering laying around. The reflective kind like you put on a mailbox. We grabbed an S and headed for the Palms.

Getting in was the easy part. We snuck in behind a car while the gate was open. We did a recon lap, and then we hung back for a while. Lotta people out and about on a Friday night. Didn't wanna have to off anybody. Keep it clean. A lap around the building, and the Penimobile was still parked.

Of course, we didn't have an exit strategy. We were surrounded by fence, a freeway wall, and a number of eight-foot stucco-on-concrete walls. The traffic had died down, and we couldn't wait around for a car to come. Too suspicious. We didn't have any cigarettes, after all.

We wound up taking the sidewalk halfway around the Galleria Palms, around the back of our smaller condo complex. I hopped the wall there, and Sara got to the top of the fence and had a hard time getting down. Luckily I'm a tall bastard, and she was able to get on my shoulders and ride to safety.

Only one pair of teenagers saw us jumping the fence, and they were probably too stoned to do anything.

But did we get it? You bet your S we did!

Gas Attack '06

2006-04-12T16:34:00.000-07:00

Pot-smoking hippies

2006-03-29T14:04:00.000-08:00

Irish C has its own listing in the Urban Dictionary. But it isn't entirely accurate ...

A dorm at Arizona State University where pot-smoking hippies live.

When the wind shifts, you can smell the pot smoke from over at Irish C.

This is a little offensive to those of us who were diligent, hard-working drunks. We very often made Irish C smell like a day-old can of beer.

And our pot smokers, for the most part, weren't even hippies. Give this definition a thumbs down and add one of your own. Then we can all give it a thumbs up and reclaim the Urban Dictionary.

On a positive note, Irish B doesn't even have an entry. But if it did ...

A dorm at Arizona State University where hookah-smoking douchebags get drenched by paint grenades.

Those suckers in Irish B were so busy sucking hookah that they never saw it coming.

Here's some interesting facts about Frederick M. Irish, science prof, ASU's first football coach and our old hall's namesake.

Phone card

2006-03-26T15:27:00.000-08:00

I just finished reading Cell by Stephen King in which everyone that uses a cell phone is suddenly turned insane because of a signal transmitted through their cell phones. It wasn't all too long ago that we didn't have cell phones. In fact, that first year in Irish C we had our own handy pocket Irish C phone card with all the dorm room numbers and a cute little shamrock on the front to jazz things up. Those that did have cell phones are noted on the front in my freshman year scrawl. I am not listed on the back with Harmony as this list was printed before my November move in.

Sexy Pics

2006-02-25T03:18:00.000-08:00

Chime in

2006-02-17T22:27:00.000-08:00

In my professional blog, I just posted a longwinded rant about ASU, the City of Tempe and alcohol. And Animal House.

An Irish C topic if ever there was one. I'm not even sure I'm on target with all the stuff I said over there, but I feel like my heart's in the right place, at least.

If anybody still cares about Tempe as bad as I still try to, head over there and post some comments. Tell some friends. Talk it up.

Thanks,

Tim

Climb to Conquer Cancer

2006-02-16T19:14:00.000-08:00

Hey all,

Rood sent me this email and I thought I should share it with the group, at least those of you still in AZ. I will be attending along with Rood and whoever else wants to join us.

Cowboy

Hi Guys! Long time no see.

I just got some info on this year's Climb to Conquer Caner and I was wondering if you want to join me on Feb. 25th?
It requires a $35 donation which gets you registered and gets you a t-shirt (as long as you register by this Friday, Jan 29th).

Here is the link to the CtCC website:
http://www.acsevents.org/faf/home/default.asp?ievent=144889&lis=1&kntae144889=4BAC608B952F46C682CFD61FECB50388
When you register, make sure to choose the Lockheed Martin team (so we can make sure you get a shirt).

I know that Josh and I had a good time last year and I figured it would be fun if we could get a bigger group together this year.

Pass it along, blog it, whatever it takes to get the word out.

If anyone has any questions, they can call me @ (480) 239-7181

I'll talk to you later,

Smoke out with the Dean!

2006-02-01T19:07:00.000-08:00

Big thanks to Garret for this classic.

Back in the day, the Honors College was always plastering Center Complex with signs for events such as Lunch With the Dean or Honors Film Lectures. But no event gave Teri Cisneros a flood of e-mails from excited students like Smoke Out with the Dean!

Mad Dawg made the flyers and put them up in all the usual flyer spots, making sure everyone knew this was an official Honors College event.

Rumor has it that the Dean, Teddy D himself, found the flyers funny. I was hoping we'd know for sure when, on Liz's advice, I sent the ex-Dean an invitation to this blog. I guess he was too busy with other "invigorating" undertakings.

Many thanks to Garret for sending me the original Smoke Out with the Dean Word document. I did my best to reproduce the original below.

Attention all Honors Students:

SMOKE OUT WITH THE DEAN!

Join Dean Ted Humphrey and his good friend Mary
Jane for an "invigorating" time.

Yes, it's free weed and free Dean this Thursday night
at 7:00 PM in the Best C classroom.

Featuring these fun activities:

Touch the Dean's Jimmy Dean

Who dies first from smoke inhalation?

All this to the groovy tunes of Bob Marley
and Hendrix, what more could you want in an Honors
environment?

RSVP to Teri.Cisneros@asu.edu to reserve your place. Hurry,
seats are limited! Duh!

Bone's onto something

2006-01-29T21:18:00.000-08:00

So Kevin's been posting a lot of random old stuff, the stuff that sits dormant on people's hard drives for years and years, all but forgotten. But now that we have a blog, we can share our digital nostalgia with anyone and everyone.

So check out this buried treasure:

You're probably thinking, "Is that a drawing of Bregan getting ready to make out with Josh?"

No! It was the masterpiece of my artistic genius combined with Gavin's technical genius. And thanks to Bondelli's driving-me-to-the-Kinko's-on-Power-Road-in-east-Mesa-instead-of-the-one-on-University-and-Rural genius, I was able to print this bad boy out and turn it in for high marks in Professor Danny's THE 101 class.

Hey, if you've got any retro Irish C digital kitsch, throw it up. I know somebody's got an original "Smoke Out with the Dean" flyer.

Now that I think about it, that really does look like Bregan and Josh ...

Drunken Irish Flag Footpall Wallpaper

2006-01-18T22:17:00.000-08:00

I can spout some good BS when battling fratties

2006-01-17T03:08:00.000-08:00

Dear Sigma Chi,
I am writing this letter to address a situation that has come to concern myself and other students. Last month, a pledge of Sigma Chi at Arizona State University was involved in a fight in a dorm on campus. The student injured by the Pledge was taken to a hospital due to his injuries. The pledge left the dorm and went into hiding for a few days. The police interrogated a few of the residents of the dorm who had witnessed the incident, and one resident in particular gave a large amount of information to the police about the fight and previous problems with the pledge in the dorm. The resident told the police about instances when the Pledge urinated over balconies into the dorm courtyard and onto clothing left in a female bathroom, his abusive consumption of alcohol and harassment of students, destruction of dorm property including trees, and unauthorized use of students' computers to download pornography. This information, along with the name of the resident that provided it was present on the police report that was later given to the pledge upon his arrest. This is not my concern however. Members of the Sigma Chi fraternity made copies of this police report and have posted them throughout the Sigma Chi house. A member of Sigma Chi told residents of the dorm that the student that gave information to the police whose name is on the report is "f***ed" and that "if he ever goes to a frat party or near the Sigma Chi house, he is going to be dead". I am appalled and disappointed at this action taken by the Epsilon Upsilon chapter of the Sigma Chi fraternity. I have met many members of Sigma Chi across Arizona and California, including members from Beta Phi, Zeta Omicron, Zeta Xi, Delta Eta, and Theta Lambda chapters. All of the students I have met from these chapters are excellent people and great examples of Sigma Chi. Sadly, I have not seen the same quality in the members of Epsilon Upsilon. Sigma Chi stands for Friendship, Justice, and Learning, and the response of this chapter to the situation is not justice, or is it gentlemanly conduct. It must not be forgotten that "a Sigma Chi conducts himself as a high minded man and accepts responsibility for himself and his actions". The Pledge should have taken personal responsibility for his actions and the chapter should have accepted that. We also need to remember that "Sigma Chi's do not practice, nor do they condone the practice of, any intensive or abusive behavior towards any individual or group". This targeting of a witness is certainly practicing the practice of abusive behavior towards and individual, and that is not acceptable. I myself am not a member of Sigma Chi, though that may not have been the case had I gone to a different university. If I were to attend UCLA, USD, or even UA, I would have pledged to this wonderful fraternity. Unfortunately the attitudes and actions of the members of Epsilon Upsilon chapter do not appear to reflect those same principals that I see in the others. A great organization was formed at Miami University in 1855, and many great men have been molded from it, true gentlemen. I am afraid that I cannot feel the same way about Arizona State's chapter. I felt that Sigma Chi should know that here at Arizona State, Sigma Chi does not have the respect that it deserves, and it is because of the attitude and actions of the chapter. It is not a gang, though they treat it that way. They should not live by "thug life" as one pledge put it. Epsilon Upsilon is a disgrace to the embodiment of ideals that Sigma Chi represents. I would like to close this letter with what I believe best describes Sigma Chi, Isaac Jordan's Standard:

A man of good character
A student of fair ability
With ambitious purposes
A congenial disposition
Possessed of good morals
Having a high sense of honor
And a deeps sense of personal responsibility

Thank you for your attention,
Kevin Bondelli
P.S. Had it not been for the poor quality of Epsilon Upsilon, I would have been able to call myself your brother, and it saddens me that this cannot be so.

Alana, Cameras, and Cleavage

2006-01-17T02:42:00.000-08:00

New Year's 2006

2006-01-07T15:16:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year 2006!

The gang's all here for some high caliber meat.....the steak's not bad either.

How happy does Garret look? answer: sooooo happy

Here are some of the hijinx that we got up to this New Year's Eve:
The following participants were involved in the night's activities: Adam, Alana, Sara, Tim, Lewis, Kevin, Geoff, Garret

The night's activities included our traditional dinner at Outback followed by a stroll along Mill Ave at the Tempe Block Party.

Notable appearances were made by: Roger Clyne & the Peacemakers, Blues Traveler, a flask of alcohol, Coors Light van, and Princess Tiara time.

Highlights from the evening: Kevin in a port o potty as the clock struck midnight, only a 30 minute wait at Outback, and front row spots at the Blues Traveler concert (even though their only two good songs are Hook and Runaround)

What Kevin did during the summer between Irish C Years 1 and 2

2005-12-24T12:59:00.000-08:00

After a delicious Alma School Chipotle special lunch with Lewis, we started talking about my devious plan of Summer 2001 to separate Yuppies from their money. The concept was to paint abstract expressionist art, describe it in a sickingly pretentious manner, and sell them on ebay. Well, the plan pretty much worked, and by the end of the summer I had made a few hundred bucks and I had paintings in 5 states. Here are a couple of the paintings that sold. Trust me, anyone can do it, and who knows, they might be worth a lot upon my death.

More Party Pics, Enjoy!

2005-12-06T16:05:00.000-08:00

This is a favorite of mine. I can't for the life of me remember what they were trying to solve, but they are working pretty hard at it. I think Brian has been working way too long.

Derek is so amused by the priceless expression of Lewis. I'm pretty sure Nettie is an authority on ties, and Lewis is worried about his marks.

As Brian Would Say..."Yup!"

2005-12-04T18:22:00.000-08:00

This will be short and sweet, but I noticed no one is posting anymore, so I hope you don't mind if I make it my own playground! Just kidding, I just wanted to let everyone know I'll be visiting from Jan. 11th to Jan. 17th. That is lots of time and I expect that we will do lots of sweet things. That is the way I like to role...and I know you do too. Feel free to post suggestions of sweet things we can do such as trash can jousting, grumpy pizza box exploding, and Los Dos consuming...I can't wait...It's colder than a witch's tit here!!

P.S. I will post some more pictures soon. Life is crazytown right now.

Barackin' America

2005-11-14T14:38:00.000-08:00

http://www.bondellifortempe.com/Barack.html

New Year's 2005

2005-11-13T16:14:00.000-08:00

In the spirit of having fun here is a photo from New Year's 2005. After our annual tradition of Outback Steakhouse, things kicked into high gear at Tim and Josh's house where a champagne toast heralded in the New Year. I propose a trip to Vegas this year to ring in 2006 in style. Post your thoughts on this suggestion....cause as you know what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas!

Fun and games activity time

2005-11-09T11:27:00.001-08:00

Hi, everybody! If you're as bored as I am, you'll enjoy this fun activity. With the help of the Internet Anagram Server, I found out that you can spell some sick stuff by rearranging the letters in the names of people who used to live in Irish, and you wouldn't believe how many people's names can be rearranged to spell anal. Have fun trying to figure out who's who.

anal air fib

her slut job

a fun anal rot

I tag men

a crib entry

he mad ass

I, greater dick

goof beefing

on her fine sin

paw deli runs

a skier belched

Joe often honk dad

evil oink blend

anal wang era

Have you solved them all? Congratulations on your newfound awesomeness! Don't ruin it for everybody by posting the answers, but feel free to post sick anagrams of your own!

Halloween 2005

2005-11-05T21:37:00.000-08:00

Big ups to the Roodmeister for posting these Halloween photos on his Mac homepage. Click here to see some Irish C alums in their most revealing costumes yet.

Halloween '04

2005-10-29T16:51:00.000-07:00

A few of us got together last Halloween, and some Irish C alums pu together the best set of theme costumes I've ever seen.

It was a high-steaks evening for Garret.

Sara went as Gretchen from "Mean Girls," and, believe it or not, one guy actually recognized that Alana was supposed to be Paris Hilton.

I spent a bunch of money to have retractable adamantium claws grafted to my unbreakable skeleton.

Pac Man (Geoff) devours one of those pesky ghosts (Lewis).

All four ghost costumes, which were worn by Lewis, Adam, John Winkler and Kevin (pictured) were fully reversible. Ghosts change color when Pac Man eats a power pellet.

Surprise! It's Mad Dawg!

Rood, as Hef, poses with Catwoman (Garret's little sister Lindsay).

The hot referee was not happy we made her pose with Hef. After the party, Lewis was about five minutes away from nailing this chick when Geoff flipped out and made him leave her apartment. Illegal block in the cock, Mad Dawg, fifteen yards, automatic first down!

Tonight's another Halloween party. Hopefully more costumes soon. And maybe some more classics. If anybody else has pix, let's see 'em!

Hi.

2005-10-21T15:14:00.000-07:00

I've been kind of out of touch for a long time, so I'm not really sure what to say other than hi to everyone, so here it is.

(Gavin)

Scariest Family Photo Ever

2005-10-18T14:39:00.000-07:00

I really am at a loss to comment on this one. All I can say is Jean is not my mom, Clare is my sister, and Geoff would theorhetically make a great dad!!! I hope I will become a good son before I assume Geoff's role with the beard.

Mature Irish C Grads

2005-10-18T14:29:00.000-07:00

Here is a lovely example of what a healthy and rigorous, Teddy D backed, Honors College education can get you. Compare the raucous and uncouth behavior of the fellows in "Wings and wings" (circa 2002) with this recent photo of "Gainfully Employed at Casey Moore's" (circa 2005). With hard work and dedication you too can achieve the bliss of 9-5 (and in Geoff's case 6-9 as well) followed by a cold one at the local pub with your college buddies. There are a few caveats however. 1) I don't think I count as gainfully employed anymore seeing as I can barely pay my bills 2) I'm not sure of the actual percentage of fellows who actually graduated from Teddy D's Finishing School 3) I'm not sure about the face that Adam is making

Big Tips

2005-10-16T11:37:00.000-07:00

One of the great things about living in Irish C was that you could always turn to somebody for advice. Whether you needed somebody to critique a Human Event essay, answer some questions about the opposite sex or expound upon the significance of McDonaldland characters (and their food counterparts and similarities to H.R. Puffinstuff), Irish C was busting with geniuses ready to close their textbooks (or, more likely, to put down their N64 controllers) and help you out.

In the spirit of that, I'm using this blog to compile some advice for a fellow Irish C-er.

Due to the sensitive nature of the subject, I can't name this guy by name, so here are some hints as to who he is:

His nicknames included "the whiney bitch" and "Junior Mint."
He once drank an entire red cup of Parrot Bay and blew $350 at Dream Palace Cabaret.
He really tried his damnedest to be everybody's best friend and was a pretty damn good friend to all of us.
His name rhymes with "Madam Mess."

The weekend before Halloween, this guy's got a special lady coming to visit him. As we are all possessed of the sagest of sage advice, we should use the comment section of this post to give our main man some tips on how to make the weekend unforgettable (and seal the freakin' deal so as not to wind up like Steve Carrell's character in this summer's blockbuster hit comedy).

In your comments, please remember that our main man will probably be attending costume parties that weekend, and he lives in a house with a three gross dudes (no offense, gross dudes).

So let the advice pour fourth like a warm maple syrup. You know he'd do the same for you if you needed help.

For Those About To Rock

2005-10-07T15:58:00.000-07:00

There was a party at Lindsey and Darcy's house last year, and a bunch of us decided to rock out as hard as we could. Can you determine which one of us rocked the hardest?

Alana of Nazareth

2005-10-05T15:07:00.000-07:00

South Park (Josh, Adam, Derek, Alana, Lewis)

2005-10-05T08:52:00.000-07:00

A Koef riddle

2005-10-02T10:36:00.000-07:00

What do Koef, a pizza box and a 1960s cartoon fantasy have in common?

Click here to find out!

Fool Josh twice, shame on Rood

2005-09-24T18:20:00.000-07:00

After Bone's epic post, I remembered that Josh falls for the old shaving cream on the hand trick every time! In the classic photos below, Ryan Reed (aka Rood, Rooder, his Roodness, or El Rooderino, if you're not into the whole brevity thing) and I demonstrate the easiest way to execute this classic prank - do it to Josh!

For those of you who don't know Rood, he was best buddies with Josh at Centennial High School in Peoria, Ariz. He attended Glendale Community College for two years while the rest of us were having the time of our lives in Irish, although he did stop by once or twice. He went on to live with me, josh and Derek in a house where, if you're worth a damn, you've been to a few solid parties. He was nicknamed Rood for his complete lack of table manners.

But enough of that, here's what you've been waiting for:

Rood makes an amazing but not-altogether-surprising discovery. Josh has passed out while sitting up again!

You'll see I'm using Edge moisturizing shave gel. Only the best for Josh.

A piece of straw from a sombrero makes an excellent nose-tickling device. You should be taking notes.

Creams himself with both hands! Textbook perfect!

Pumpkin Head Man

2005-09-22T20:39:00.000-07:00

Who could ever forget the great lynching of the evil pumpkin man? The struggle, the kidnapping, searching the internet to find out how to tie a proper noose. McGonigle on the roof. The guy trying to clean the Irish B Rox thinking it was spraypaint and his delight when he realized it was delicious hot sauce. Let's not forget the strategically placed stolen umbrella or the fact that the police were called.

JOSH GETS PUNKED PART II

2005-09-22T16:20:00.000-07:00

JOSH AFTER!

JOSH GETS PUNKED PART I

2005-09-22T16:18:00.000-07:00

JOSH BEFORE!

This is not narcissism

2005-09-22T14:30:00.000-07:00

Ok, if this picture is offensive the moderater can exercise his divine right. I figured that since this kind of thing got mentioned in the epic poetry of Irish C that it was appropriate. Also, I hope that it will help to remind everyone that though I am absent in body, I am present in spirit with you all (no dualist debate right now Brian or Andy:). For the record, I am seen here wearing one of approximately 8 pairs of BOXERS that I owned and not one of the 3 pairs of boxer-briefs referenced in Garrett's Lay. I'm not quite sure why people enjoyed the boxer-brief thing so much. It was pretty much an atheletics-only endeavor.

The forensic evidence suggests that this picture was taken as I was about to place Bondelli's bottle of Herbal Essence back through his open window. For those of you who don't know, this was an arrangment we had that lasted the better part of the spring semester. Thanks Kevin for the great savings on shampoo AND SOAP...yep you heard right...Herbal Essence makes a kick ass body wash.

Finally, the forensic evidence also suggests this photo was taken sometime after Derek and I had foolishly used that sun in hair crap product dolled out by the boxload near the Nipple of Knowledge. Geez, what won't stupid freshman buy into.

Bongs Away!! Two stories baby.

2005-09-22T14:20:00.000-07:00

Ok, the comments section of this post is reserved for Tim and Josh to argue about who drank the most beer and who couldn't finish etc. etc. :). I do have a picture of Turbo spraying beer all over the courtyard while Krazy Karl tries non-chalantly to light a cigarette. Perhaps I will publish that later. I think this particular occasion and my trips to the Grand Canyon are the only times that stupid panoramic feature on my Canon Elf ever really came in handy. Now you all can enjoy the fruits of this defunct and overpriced technology. I really wish I had Danielle's email so I could send her a copy and inform her that, "Yes, she really was sitting in her room this whole time." :)

Wings and wings and hOOters

2005-09-22T14:14:00.000-07:00

Sorry I can't publish the pictures as comments under the initial post. This picture reminds me of three things 1) Somehow I convinced a bunch of people who could care less about the Redwings to participate in an authentic, Michigander "wing night". What amazing friends. 2) Somehow I managed to arrange a deal via the phone that allowed us to rip off Hooters by getting 125 wings for 20 bucks. This was partly due to their ineptitude in coupon printing and phone talking, but they were also cowed by Turbo as he helped to solidify the deal on site. 3) This is the only time I've been to Hooters.

New pics, hot off the press

2005-09-22T13:58:00.000-07:00

What is there not to say about this picture? I would like to point out several things: 1)Gavin being the gadfly Socrates. 2) Angela's nasty roomate. 3) Tim the sine qua non of Jupiter/Pericles/Caesar. 4) Brian's amazingly sweet cap and hair combo. 5) Bondelli's bodacious tan lines. 6) I am actually skinnier in this picture than I am now. 7) Adam, Fionn, Angela, Bregan, and Carrie get to share the spirit award on this one for being all around nice and solid people at this particular moment...Senor Smoko and Harmony would be included but their togas are too shitty.

Dinners....and?

2005-09-15T12:55:00.000-07:00

With the loss of the Tim, Josh, and Derek party house Irish C lost its gathering spot. True, that may still exist with the house on 17th place, but where is the love? Meaning this, when we do gather, we go to dinner, maybe get a drink....is that all people do in their 20s? I've found the last few times silence comes easily because there is less to talk about, less we actually do together. Where are the speed bumps to be stolen, paper towels to be smoked, trips to be taken? Our group activities have greatly decreased since college, even since Freshman year. Its kind of sad really, but the point is we should have a great Halloween party to get everyone riled up about...or not...anyone have any suggestions? This Sunday Vince Vaughn is hosting a Wild West Comic Show, I kid you not, so thought I'd let you guys know that was in town, weird combo, but should be funny.

Community standards

2005-09-15T11:25:00.000-07:00

Freshman year, in the carefree days when men were boys and the quality of life in Irish C was maintained by a very active Acquisitions Committee, RA Katie Krenitz asked us to come up with a set of community standards.

We came to a consensus on one standard: Don't be a dick.

There were times when we broke that rule. I think it's pretty safe to say we all did it. I, for example, had a night where I either spit or puked on every single person in the hall. But, for the most part, we did what we could to make amends. And most of us remembered the rule.

At past sporting events, Lewis established himself to be the "topical heclker," once telling a hockey goalie he was as mobile as Terry Schiavo. Distasteful as it may sound, I'll admit it was funny.

Now, Lewis has chosen to equate the Washington Huskies' 56-17 loss to Cal on Saturday to a heartbreaking Getty Images photo of a Hurricane Katrina victim.

I'm not in the business of censorship. You can post whatever you want in this blog. You can be as nice, as mean, as s sincere or as ridiculous as you want. You can try as hard as you want to be funny or shocking or whatever the hell Lewis was going for.

When we lived in Irish, we didn't follow the rules much (except, of course, the "no alchol" rule), and it would violate the spirit of Irish to start imposing rules for this blog.

I only ask that when we're posting, we try to follow the standard we agreed on back in the day.

Don't be a dick.

Important Ethnicity Update!!!

2005-09-12T23:34:00.000-07:00

None of you will ever believe this. For years many have speculated about my ethnicity. Is he Turkish? He looks Greek? Maybe some Italian? Well, the wait is over. I have just been informed by a qualified authority that Beck (same spelling) is actually a very common Korean surname. Yep folks, aparently I'm Korean. Who would have thought? But that would explain some things . . . or would it? Anyone up for kimchi?

The Odyssey and the Ecstasy

2005-09-08T15:27:00.000-07:00

I feel like I should post something.
Here's what's been up-

1. I was in the hospital for a week in august with a virus, most likely west nile.
2. My long hair is, at long last, gone.
3. I've been e-mailing Dean Steitz back and forth a lot lately and will post his tales shortly.

I've addressed this stuff in my blog, so rather than re-typing it all here, you can read more details at incredibleeagle.com. And, I've been getting good feedback on this awesome before-and-after montage, so here you go...

Sadly, this has just turned into a shameless, narcissistic plug.

Ode to an Irish C

2005-09-02T19:21:00.000-07:00

A few years ago
just over four
they put some of us
on the same floor

Then, they added
a few down below
"college", they called it
and off we would go

In 201
they had some fun

Supplying us
with smooth libations
their room contained
the most decorations

After slurping
many a long-neck
Tim would enjoy
a hot Czechmanek

In most desperate
times of need
the call of Windex
Josh would heed

He used the stout
and cleansing spray
to keep the mighty
Lewis at bay

Weed he smokoed
and Spanish he studied
and in his chapeau
Ben was Lewis' little buddy

On to Sobe sheets
and fuzzy friends
Kevin and Mark
took naps without ends

Holy crap!
What's that smell?
please believe
it's the Taco Bell

A technical genius
and keyboarding savant
Gavin took many
an anti-depressant

pills in his diet
he would mix in
how much longer
'til he's on Prolixin?

While his roomate
was no Lothario
Brian kicked ass
at Dr. Mario

Many a paradox
would consume his brain
but quaffing some Skol
would kill that pain

She liked to write
her works were many
but when it came to romance
she relied on a penny

Instead of talking
Carrie liked to bark
and for a roomate
she had a couple of tarts

From Mogli/Shithaus
to chasin' pink
Lewis' roomates
sure did stink

Past his door
Lewis could be seen
staring intently
at his computer screen

Completely enraptured
by a file called "Wheeee!"
back then, ten gigs
seemed large to me

On to a room
full of videogames with guns
long since replaced
by those less fun

A room to himself
Garret sure liked that
barring a Native
whose head was too fat

From commenting further
I should abstain
perhaps one of you
could fill this refrain?

Our ambassador Bob
an example to us all
onto his bed
hot girls would fall

And then he'd herd them
into the guys shower
where he'd pork them
with his man power

And now I'm going
to skip a few
if it is you
please don't sue
Cut me some slack
and I will promise
your money back

Wee Natey was weird
Kristoff was worse
being Derek's roomate
was a role with a curse

In the bathroom
the floor was smeared
after he'd had
only three beers

A tall doofus
he liked to say "buddy"
and on his bike
in gangliness, he was a study

Brad's sexscapades
gave Koefoed grief
who looked so good
in his boxer-briefs

In those briefs
he would parade
stopping to throw
a paint grenade

"Beckay, take mah picshah"
was his song
out of a pineapple
Nate made a bong

Endlessly playing
songs by Outkast
made Adam want to
take a gun and blast

From on high
in his lofty perch
onto his beanbag
Adam would lurch

Puke replete
with Parrot Bay
oh how the Dream Palace
had made him pay

The second floor
I've gone around
now let's head
down to the ground

From burning newspapers
to smoking signs and tubes of caulk
It's a wonder the BHC
didn't put him under key and lock

He went by "Mad Dawg"
and we chose him our boss
At Lewis' dogs
Alan yelled "weak sauce!"

For those omitted
please don't fear
it's just that I
didn't live down here

Now, this being college
some of us had a chance
to take a shot
at sweet romance

Outside Carrie's door
did Alana stand
when Geoff approached
guitar in hand

You'd think he'd flirt
to get ahead
but instead
he asked for head!

Of course, there was
so much more
with Irish B
we had a war

Sign stealing escapades
and blocked fire escapes

A pumpkin man, in the breeze asway
betwixt trips down East Parkway

Why us? Why here?
In this place called Irish C

These questions will remain to me
an inexplicable, unsolved mystery

So what I have for you is this-
A sentimental, nostalgic history

hurricanes, bruce campbell

2005-08-30T18:09:00.000-07:00

so while i'm stuck in an office doing busywork about windstorms that aren't happening, my buddy D is out on this cool experiment called RAINEX and she's flyin' in the hurricanes!

you can look at the rest of the pictures here

oh and i met bruce campbell awhile ago but he wouldn't pose with me (he said he wasn't my trained monkey or something) but he did write "swallow this!" in my book. since i first saw Evil Dead in Irish C, i figured this was blog appropriate... pshaw.

Tim Eats Sausage

2005-08-26T07:22:00.000-07:00

Just thought I'd post a picture from my prodigious collection of freshman year photos (with a smattering of sophomore year too) to celebrate Tim's brilliant idea with a remembrance of one of his other brilliant ideas . . .

New York City

2005-08-25T12:58:00.000-07:00

Hey, good idea Tim about this blog. And you guys are definitely right about Irish being random. But, I've found the best things in life are often random, I mean how many people who lived in dorms at ASU are still good friends? Anyway I am off to New York City this weekend, I left Derek a message to get in touch while I'm there, and if so I'll update on our fellow Irish resident since he's probably living things up Big Apple style as opposed to desert freakin hot sweaty style.

Earth to Andy (aka the Green Lantern) says "Andy to Tempe"

2005-08-25T12:55:00.000-07:00

This is perfect timing Tim, and I think it's a good idea. After all, most of the people who would read a personal blog are Irish C folk (and I feel honored to be included). Anyhow, I will probably be in Tempe for the first week of September (1-7), and that's over Labor Day. So if you're there, we should hang out. My contact info is:

9228 Regents Road
Apt. C
La Jolla, CA 92037

Cell: (619) 990-2895

And to prove to you that I still belong with the Irish C crowd, here's a picture of me from a recent Superhero costume party. I am such a nerd/dork/geek/substitute your own.

The Green Lantern

Contact Info. Everyone!

2005-08-25T12:43:00.000-07:00

Hey everyone, sorry to crap all over the post board on the first day (I don't have access to internet at home so I have to get this stuff in while I can). I think it'd be great if people respond to this by posting all their contact info. I for one am trying to get an address book together so I can stay in touch with people. I will be the first:

Jonathan Koefoed
6244 Oakland Ave. Studio #211
St. Louis, MO 63139

cell 480-747-3761
koefdog@hotmail.com

And they're off ...

2005-08-25T12:32:00.000-07:00

Big ups to those of you who have signed up within like five minutes of getting an e-mail from me. I've tried to invite everyone I can think of from the olde Irish set, but I'm missing some key people (Fiala, Senor Smoko, Salty Matt, Crazy Ben, Karl to name a few), and it's hard to say if all my e-mail addresses are up to date.

So please spread the word. I guess I'm the blog administrator, but if anyone else wants admin status, let me know.

In the meantime, if you've got scans of any classic Irish moments (Josh, I know you do), I'd love to see some photos up in here.

And yeah, Koef, I thing Irish had to be some kind of carefully-orchestrated experiment. Tough to say if it was U.S. government, some supersecret society, aliens, or maybe God making a bet with the devil, but I can't believe it's a coincidence.

Second posting...

2005-08-25T12:26:00.000-07:00

I think lew may be right about the craziness of irish being intentional. Perhaps teddy D just wanted to see what happened when he threw a bunch of intelligent weirdos together and combined them with some volatile older studnets (dont forget the meyhem that travis and co. caused). Regardless it was certainly a good time and fun to be a part of.

Wonder what Dean is up to these days?
And what about Angela? Anyone hear from her?

I'm heading back to germany in september. For those of you who saw me on my brief stay there in tempe, it was nice hanging out. I hope to be back again someday, and that a few of you will be too.
And if any of you guys find yourselves out europe way, drop me a line...be nice to see how you cats turned out. :-)

oh, and props to Tim for this idea

A-1

2005-08-25T12:19:00.000-07:00

The Koefdog, while absent in body is here in spirit. I have posted first to Turbo's brainchild. First question of the day: Do you think Lewis was right in asserting that Irish C was a thinktank/government experiment because there were so many interesting characters in one place that were forced to interact with each other way more than a normal dorm? Chime in...begin, begin.