Fool Josh twice, shame on Rood

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

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

JOSH AFTER!

JOSH GETS PUNKED PART I

JOSH BEFORE!

Dinners....and?

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

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.

The Odyssey and the Ecstasy

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.

hurricanes, bruce campbell

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.

New York City

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.

And they're off ...

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...

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

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