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Greetings All!
Just a reminder, timesheets are due today.
Due to technological difficulties we were only able to receive faxed timesheets from Jen N., Betsy, Kate, Joseph, Pomai, and Josh. So, if you have sent in your timesheet, and you are not one of the above people, please fax it again. Our fax machine is now working again!
Thanks for your understanding!
Jody Burpee
CX Program Assistant
Washington Campus Compact
516 High Street
MS 5291
Bellingham, Washington 98225
360.650.6476
360.650.6895 (fax)
jody.burpee@wwu.edu
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Joseph Baruch Warren to campus_connect.
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Ooooh yeah, gettin' the time sheet in PROMPTLY! Joseph and Betsy,
rockin' the BCC time sheets wid our homies from Across THE STATE Jen
N, Kate, Pomai and University of Washington's own, Mr. Joshua Kurz,
yo!
"Whoosh!" Did you hear that? That's us, rushin' way ahead of ya'llz,
gettin' our time sheets in on time. Word.
SURVZ is going to friggin' rock, by the way. When the completion of a
fax transmission causes me to send an email to my whole team bragging
about how AWESOME my SICK FAXING SKILLZ are, I know that it is time
for me to spend a couple of work days in Ocean ShorZ with my
AmeriFriends.
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Dear JoZeph,
Bro, just a quick reminder on behalf of thoZe of us who have zpent
long yearz down zouf (no I don't mean Portland): the acceptable plural
of "y'all" iz "all ya'll" zo don't forget that little extra "all" before
"yallz" (or "y'alls"). Az for the rest of your message, I'm
guessin'...
Later,
Kate
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Everyone,
Joseph has officially LOST IT.
Ciao,
Josh
Monday, February 28, 2005
Thursday, February 24, 2005
Next Halloween I am going as someone I don't like.
GWB?
Celine Dion?
Bill O'Riely?
Actually, I am really pretty upset. Someone in my office came over to console me as soon as she knew.
"I'm sorry about your hero killing himself."
The funny thing is, as much as I loved his work, he was never a hero. I loved his writing, and even though his writing was fundamentally linked with who he was, I still thought he was a terrible person.
Weird. Was he a "hero"?
Celine Dion?
Bill O'Riely?
Actually, I am really pretty upset. Someone in my office came over to console me as soon as she knew.
"I'm sorry about your hero killing himself."
The funny thing is, as much as I loved his work, he was never a hero. I loved his writing, and even though his writing was fundamentally linked with who he was, I still thought he was a terrible person.
Weird. Was he a "hero"?
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
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Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Date: Tue Feb 15, 2005 1:14 pm
Whaddup yo?
I am afraid (or, perhaps FUCKING STOKED) that this weekend I am going
to be off in Reno, Nevada. I will be coming home Monday night,
complete with Dianna (yeay!!!!) and 2 truck loads household
materials, plates, pots, pans, furniture, clothing, t-shirts from
rock concerts I went to in high school, Halloween costumes, Batman
collectables, home electronics, and at least one bottle of fine Cuban
rum. Did I mention Dianna coming home? My point is simply that I am
not going be available for a pre-meeting meeting, unless it is (dear
god) by speaker phone.
Anywho, the main reason I write to you, my peers, my friends, my team
mates is this:
We are doing fine. Hell, we are doing fucking awesome. We've been
having somewhat intense email debates about the role of an AmeriCorps
team and the role of team meetings. That's not a problem, as I see
it. In fact, I think that is just the kind of thing we SHOULD be
doing as a team to reflect during this service year. I have looked
on the recent cluster emails as stimulating, even pleasant
intellectual exchanges with people whom I respect. I apologize if
what I wrote as reflective essays, crafted, as they were, to spark
conversation, were taken as anything confrontational.
Furthermore, I don't feel that Lauren's missing a single meeting is a
big deal itself. The message I received from the whole event
wasn't "Let's establish an elaborate cover up to hide Lauren's
absence" but, a simple, really low stress, "Lauren's out today so
she'll catch us up later."
So, my team, let us go forward, continuing to communicate,
maintaining our professionalism, holding fast to our friendships and
remembering that, while anything can be MADE INTO a crisis, almost
nothing actually has to BE a crisis.
Joseph B. Warren
Academic Service Learning Coordinator
Campus Connections Americorps
Bellevue Community College
3000 Landerholm Circle SE
Bellevue, WA 98007
Mail Stop D110
Room A241
425-564-3406
http://bcc.ctc.edu/servicelearning
Whaddup yo?
I am afraid (or, perhaps FUCKING STOKED) that this weekend I am going
to be off in Reno, Nevada. I will be coming home Monday night,
complete with Dianna (yeay!!!!) and 2 truck loads household
materials, plates, pots, pans, furniture, clothing, t-shirts from
rock concerts I went to in high school, Halloween costumes, Batman
collectables, home electronics, and at least one bottle of fine Cuban
rum. Did I mention Dianna coming home? My point is simply that I am
not going be available for a pre-meeting meeting, unless it is (dear
god) by speaker phone.
Anywho, the main reason I write to you, my peers, my friends, my team
mates is this:
We are doing fine. Hell, we are doing fucking awesome. We've been
having somewhat intense email debates about the role of an AmeriCorps
team and the role of team meetings. That's not a problem, as I see
it. In fact, I think that is just the kind of thing we SHOULD be
doing as a team to reflect during this service year. I have looked
on the recent cluster emails as stimulating, even pleasant
intellectual exchanges with people whom I respect. I apologize if
what I wrote as reflective essays, crafted, as they were, to spark
conversation, were taken as anything confrontational.
Furthermore, I don't feel that Lauren's missing a single meeting is a
big deal itself. The message I received from the whole event
wasn't "Let's establish an elaborate cover up to hide Lauren's
absence" but, a simple, really low stress, "Lauren's out today so
she'll catch us up later."
So, my team, let us go forward, continuing to communicate,
maintaining our professionalism, holding fast to our friendships and
remembering that, while anything can be MADE INTO a crisis, almost
nothing actually has to BE a crisis.
Joseph B. Warren
Academic Service Learning Coordinator
Campus Connections Americorps
Bellevue Community College
3000 Landerholm Circle SE
Bellevue, WA 98007
Mail Stop D110
Room A241
425-564-3406
http://bcc.ctc.edu/servicelearning
Monday, February 14, 2005
Bus Guy
There is a developmentally disabled man on my bus every morning. He's about 40, I would guess, he's overweight, he breathes really loudly, and wears really thick glasses, but he doesn't, on first sight, appear disabled.
This makes it kind of unnerving as the daily bus ride progresses. He seems like just a "normal" guy until he starts breathing really loudly. At that point it is hard not to look in his direction. He usually is rolling his head around, as infants, and novice drunks might, just discovering their bodies' range of motion.
He smiles and giggles at inappropriate times, and in inappropriate ways, giving the impression that he is simply lecherous, but I don't think he is really aware of it.
But what is really unnerving is the fact that he picks his nose really graphically. He will jam a finger in his nose and move it around in a way that seems to imply morning stretches;
"and up, and down and right and..." And he will continue for literally minutes on end.
I've watched the cycle that people near him go through, and that I am ashamed to admit, I went through my self when I first saw him.
"Oh what a noisy man," a passenger's face will seem to say. "Damn it, why did I sit next to this person. He seems to be hitting on that little girl over there. Eww, take your finger out of your nose you sick monster! Oh, shit, he's retarded. Shit, shit, shit, I'm an asshole."
Happy Valentine's day everybody!
This makes it kind of unnerving as the daily bus ride progresses. He seems like just a "normal" guy until he starts breathing really loudly. At that point it is hard not to look in his direction. He usually is rolling his head around, as infants, and novice drunks might, just discovering their bodies' range of motion.
He smiles and giggles at inappropriate times, and in inappropriate ways, giving the impression that he is simply lecherous, but I don't think he is really aware of it.
But what is really unnerving is the fact that he picks his nose really graphically. He will jam a finger in his nose and move it around in a way that seems to imply morning stretches;
"and up, and down and right and..." And he will continue for literally minutes on end.
I've watched the cycle that people near him go through, and that I am ashamed to admit, I went through my self when I first saw him.
"Oh what a noisy man," a passenger's face will seem to say. "Damn it, why did I sit next to this person. He seems to be hitting on that little girl over there. Eww, take your finger out of your nose you sick monster! Oh, shit, he's retarded. Shit, shit, shit, I'm an asshole."
Happy Valentine's day everybody!
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Re: reading preferences
Before I tell you the first two on my list I want to make something
clear, I am a fan of children's literature. I have always been so,
and I imagine that I will continue to do so in the coming years. The
fact that I am starting with two of the biggest damned kiddie litter
explosions of the last decade should not lead you to believe that I
came to them because of the trendiness that each experienced, rather
that I enjoy them because they compliment well the children's lit that
I already felt was in the Cannon.
First, I love Harry Potter. I was HP for Halloween at least once in
college, I have gone to the midnight book releases, I am first in line
at the movies when they come out. I think that Joanne Rowling has
created something that makes a fantasy world with a richness and
complexity that rivals Tolkien feel more contemporary and immediate
than a local news broadcast. She has created a world that is huge and
detailed, while creating characters that, unlike those in Lord of the
Rings talk and act like people, and not biblical figures. I would go
so far as to say that she has eclipsed Judy Blume or Kathleen
Patterson in the field of creating an accurate picture of what it
feels like to be a kid, then an adolescent, all within this vast
fantasy context.
Other frighteningly apt portrayals of childhood are to be seen in
Sendak's work. His acknowledgement and celebration of how terrifying
it is to be a child are what have made his work classic. While others
gloss over childhood as happy and carefree, Sendak uses the sinister
world surrounding every child in a way that isn't condesending to his
readers.
But I digress. My second book series is Lemony Snicket's Series of
Unfortunate Events. The children live in an equally fantastic, though
less clearly structured world to HP. They don't seem to be "real"
children, as the HP cast are, but the noble characters of Jewish
storytelling, doing noble things and trudging forward through misery
just because it is the right thing to do. I like the books for the
language and the humor, much of which was sadly lost in the movie.
They are written in much the same way as I think. Note the following
passage discussing finding the moral of stories:
"In some stories, it's easy. The moral of 'the three bears,' for
instance, is 'never break into someone else's house.' The moral of
'Snow White' is "never eat apples." The moral of World War One is
"Never assassinate Archduke Ferdinand."
And I guess I must just like reading about terrible things happening
to well mannered, pleasent children. Which leads me to Edward Gorey.
As a much too young child I read "The Gashleycrumb Tinies," a book
about pleasent children dying in horrible ways. "The Insect God" told
the story of giant insects sacraficing a small child in gruesome
detail and perfect meter.
Speaking of perfect meter, to this day, I think that AA Milne is some
of the most important literature kids can read. First of all it
teaches children to HATE DISNEY for destroying Winnie the Pooh, and
second of all, his poetry is some of the best, most child empowering
poetry written by anyone ever.
James James
Morrison Morrison
Weatherby George Dupree
Took great
Care of his Mother,
Though he was only three.
James James Said to his Mother,
"Mother," he said, said he;
"You must never go down
to the end of the town,
if you don't go down with me."
James James
Morrison's Mother
Put on a golden gown.
James James Morrison's Mother
Drove to the end of the town.
James James Morrison's Mother
Said to herself, said she:
"I can get right down
to the end of the town
and be back in time for tea."
King John
Put up a notice,
"LOST or STOLEN or STRAYED!
JAMES JAMES MORRISON'S MOTHER
SEEMS TO HAVE BEEN MISLAID.
LAST SEEN
WANDERING VAGUELY:
QUITE OF HER OWN ACCORD,
SHE TRIED TO GET DOWN
TO THE END OF THE TOWN -
FORTY SHILLINGS REWARD!"
James James
Morrison Morrison
(Commonly known as Jim)
Told his
Other relations
Not to go blaming him.
James James
Said to his Mother,
"Mother," he said, said he:
"You must never go down to the end of the town
without consulting me."
James James
Morrison's mother
Hasn't been heard of since.
King John said he was sorry,
So did the Queen and Prince.
King John
(Somebody told me)
Said to a man he knew:
If people go down to the end of the town, well,
what can anyone do?"
(Now then, very softly)
J.J.
M.M.
W.G.Du P.
Took great
C/0 his M*****
Though he was only 3.
J.J. said to his M*****
"M*****," he said, said he:
"You-must-never-go-down-to-the-end-of-the-town-
if-you-don't-go-down-with-ME!"
Ummm, this email is already too long.
See you soon!
clear, I am a fan of children's literature. I have always been so,
and I imagine that I will continue to do so in the coming years. The
fact that I am starting with two of the biggest damned kiddie litter
explosions of the last decade should not lead you to believe that I
came to them because of the trendiness that each experienced, rather
that I enjoy them because they compliment well the children's lit that
I already felt was in the Cannon.
First, I love Harry Potter. I was HP for Halloween at least once in
college, I have gone to the midnight book releases, I am first in line
at the movies when they come out. I think that Joanne Rowling has
created something that makes a fantasy world with a richness and
complexity that rivals Tolkien feel more contemporary and immediate
than a local news broadcast. She has created a world that is huge and
detailed, while creating characters that, unlike those in Lord of the
Rings talk and act like people, and not biblical figures. I would go
so far as to say that she has eclipsed Judy Blume or Kathleen
Patterson in the field of creating an accurate picture of what it
feels like to be a kid, then an adolescent, all within this vast
fantasy context.
Other frighteningly apt portrayals of childhood are to be seen in
Sendak's work. His acknowledgement and celebration of how terrifying
it is to be a child are what have made his work classic. While others
gloss over childhood as happy and carefree, Sendak uses the sinister
world surrounding every child in a way that isn't condesending to his
readers.
But I digress. My second book series is Lemony Snicket's Series of
Unfortunate Events. The children live in an equally fantastic, though
less clearly structured world to HP. They don't seem to be "real"
children, as the HP cast are, but the noble characters of Jewish
storytelling, doing noble things and trudging forward through misery
just because it is the right thing to do. I like the books for the
language and the humor, much of which was sadly lost in the movie.
They are written in much the same way as I think. Note the following
passage discussing finding the moral of stories:
"In some stories, it's easy. The moral of 'the three bears,' for
instance, is 'never break into someone else's house.' The moral of
'Snow White' is "never eat apples." The moral of World War One is
"Never assassinate Archduke Ferdinand."
And I guess I must just like reading about terrible things happening
to well mannered, pleasent children. Which leads me to Edward Gorey.
As a much too young child I read "The Gashleycrumb Tinies," a book
about pleasent children dying in horrible ways. "The Insect God" told
the story of giant insects sacraficing a small child in gruesome
detail and perfect meter.
Speaking of perfect meter, to this day, I think that AA Milne is some
of the most important literature kids can read. First of all it
teaches children to HATE DISNEY for destroying Winnie the Pooh, and
second of all, his poetry is some of the best, most child empowering
poetry written by anyone ever.
James James
Morrison Morrison
Weatherby George Dupree
Took great
Care of his Mother,
Though he was only three.
James James Said to his Mother,
"Mother," he said, said he;
"You must never go down
to the end of the town,
if you don't go down with me."
James James
Morrison's Mother
Put on a golden gown.
James James Morrison's Mother
Drove to the end of the town.
James James Morrison's Mother
Said to herself, said she:
"I can get right down
to the end of the town
and be back in time for tea."
King John
Put up a notice,
"LOST or STOLEN or STRAYED!
JAMES JAMES MORRISON'S MOTHER
SEEMS TO HAVE BEEN MISLAID.
LAST SEEN
WANDERING VAGUELY:
QUITE OF HER OWN ACCORD,
SHE TRIED TO GET DOWN
TO THE END OF THE TOWN -
FORTY SHILLINGS REWARD!"
James James
Morrison Morrison
(Commonly known as Jim)
Told his
Other relations
Not to go blaming him.
James James
Said to his Mother,
"Mother," he said, said he:
"You must never go down to the end of the town
without consulting me."
James James
Morrison's mother
Hasn't been heard of since.
King John said he was sorry,
So did the Queen and Prince.
King John
(Somebody told me)
Said to a man he knew:
If people go down to the end of the town, well,
what can anyone do?"
(Now then, very softly)
J.J.
M.M.
W.G.Du P.
Took great
C/0 his M*****
Though he was only 3.
J.J. said to his M*****
"M*****," he said, said he:
"You-must-never-go-down-to-the-end-of-the-town-
if-you-don't-go-down-with-ME!"
Ummm, this email is already too long.
See you soon!
Sunday, February 06, 2005
SAD
Ossie Davis, Actor, Writer and Eloquent Champion of Racial Justice, Dies at 87
By Richard Severo and Douglas Martin
The New York Times
Saturday 05 February 2005
By Richard Severo and Douglas Martin
The New York Times
Saturday 05 February 2005
Friday, February 04, 2005
Holy Fuckin Shit
Singer Houston Gouges His Eye Out After Failed Suicide Attempt
R&B singer Houston, whose full name is Houston Summers IV, reportedly gouged out one of his eyes after a failed suicide attempt in a London hotel. MTV.com reports that last Thursday (January 27), the singer attempted to commit suicide by jumping off of the hotel balcony but was stopped by his security team. Houston then locked himself into a bathroom and gouged one of his eyes out. The singer was in Europe for a string of performances.
R&B singer Houston, whose full name is Houston Summers IV, reportedly gouged out one of his eyes after a failed suicide attempt in a London hotel. MTV.com reports that last Thursday (January 27), the singer attempted to commit suicide by jumping off of the hotel balcony but was stopped by his security team. Houston then locked himself into a bathroom and gouged one of his eyes out. The singer was in Europe for a string of performances.
Details are still sketchy but on Wednesday (February 2), the singer's label, Capitol Records, released the following statement, "Our thoughts and prayers are with Houston during this tragic time."
The Los Angeles-based singer released his debut album, It's Already Written, last August. The set was certified gold for sales of 500,000 copies and featured the hit, "I Like That" featuring Chingy, Nate Dogg, and I-20.
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