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| fire, not bongs.... |
| posted by: publius |
13:02 1.11.10 |
can anyone account for jesse's whereabouts?
http://thedartmouth.com/2010/01/11/news/Fire |
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| "city of thieves" |
| posted by: rabelais |
00:12 5.4.09 |
| i haven't seen "wolverine", and likely won't (particularly after the press's horrible reviews have now been confirmed by siplicissimus), and not that dave needs any support (see the compliments below), but i happen to be reading his second novel "city of thieves" (it came out last year, but i just stumbled across it at my local book store), and it's pretty good so far. i'm only about a third of the way through it, but interesting setting (the siege of leningrad), well-drawn characters, and a tight plot. we'll see how ol' benioff does as he takes me through the generally tough-to-build middle section of the book, but so far he's proving himself a talented writer (at least when super-heroes are not involved.) |
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| i broke down and saw wolverine... |
| posted by: simplicissimus |
18:04 5.3.09 |
mostly out of morbid curiousity.
man is it bad. i mean, it is stupendously bad. the dialogue is absurd. the plot development is bizarre. and the story is so predictable that there was really almost no point in watching after the first 45 minutes. and it's true, the mutants really are second-string scrubs.
dave benioff may be richer, more charming, better looking, smarter, and have a foxier lady than me.
but -- outside a few clever action sequences - it was shamefully bad.
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| oh, sweet skinny |
| posted by: squisshy |
18:04 4.30.09 |
apparently creating "Troy" wasn't enough for him, now he's got to screw around with Wolverine? although i'm sure he had only a small part in soiling what sounds like a terrible, terrible movie. plus i bet the gig paid good. anyway i was going to post only the part of this review that mentioned him -- particularly because that segment also offers a nice shout-out to Khan, may he rest in piece, and JT Kirk's sweet reaction to his wrath -- but enjoyed the will.i.am line (he "treats every line as a fearful surprise") so just thought i'd paste the whole thing. enjoy ...
The trouble with X-Men Origins: Wolverine starts, but hardly ends, with its title. Origin stories are a necessary burden for superhero movies, but after starring in three X-Men movies, Hugh Jackman’s Wolverine didn’t really need an introduction. What’s more, Wolverine has always worked best in comics as a high plains drifter of a character whose origins remain shrouded in mystery, even from himself. Still, someone decided the story needed telling, although presumably no one set out to tell it this badly.
We first meet Wolverine as a sickly child on a 19th century Canadian plantation. In a fit of anger, he pops claws of bone from his fist and kills the man he believes to have killed his father who, with his dying breath, confesses that he’s actually the kid’s father. Confused? Don’t worry about it. The film never really bothers returning to the whys and wherefores of his parentage, instead aging the young mutant and his similarly superpowered half-brother into Hugh Jackman and Liev Schrieber through a montage sequence that shows them fighting their way through American conflicts from the Civil War up through Vietnam. (Only the most famous ones, but maybe the DVD will have images of the beclawed duo charging up San Juan hill or laying the smackdown in Mexico.) After Schrieber, the more mean-tempered of the two, kills a superior in ‘Nam, they’re recruited by Danny Houston’s shifty, vaguely Nixonian Col. Stryker to perform covert ops with a bunch of other mutants.
Biting commentary on the abuses of military power fails to follow. Instead, director Gavin Hood (Tsotsi) offers a lot of slickly uninvolving action scenes and a dramatic vocabulary on loan from playground recreations of Wrath Of Khan; the film’s so in love with the image of its hero shouting, “Noooooo!!!” to the sky with arms outstretched, it repeats it seemingly every other scene. It’s remarkable, too, how Jackman could be so loose and charming in the other X-Men movies but so hamstrung playing the same character in a script by David Benioff and Skip Woods that requires more emo mopery than anti-hero wit.
It doesn’t help that he’s stuck in bad company. The usually cerebral Schrieber proves unexpectedly menacing as Jackman’s blood-nemesis, but the film otherwise surrounds him with second-string mutant scrubs who aren’t given much to do and then don’t do generate a lot of interest doing it. Friday Night Lights’ Taylor Kitsch seems unsure where to run with the Cajun playboy Gambit and ends up taking him nowhere while Will.I.Am, in his big-screen debut, treats every line as a fearful surprise. A couple of halfway decent action scenes do little to distract from the story’s mounting ludicrousness—two words: adamantium bullets—or a conclusion that’s only a little more satisfying than a projector breakdown. Maybe.
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| Dammit (#2 today) |
| posted by: mrbuckles |
19:54 1.16.09 |
| Stupid missed closing tag |
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| Funny, but... |
| posted by: mrbuckles |
19:52 1.16.09 |
Rick Reilly's problem is, and has always been, shooting his wad on the first joke and then devolving into mediocrity. To wit:
There is only one place I know that combines tiny balls, plastic cups and vats of beer. Besides Jose Canseco's house, that is.
Subtle and brilliant. He goes downhill precipitously after this.
(Okay, I'm still annoyed by his smug baseball-and-steroids columns.)
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| Speed....lob....fine. But this?!?!? |
| posted by: rahoohl_dewk |
17:14 1.16.09 |
| http://sports.espn.go.com/espnmag/story?id=3831916 |
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| i am not a kwijybo! |
| posted by: squisshy |
16:59 10.15.08 |
i mean really, simpli, "imagine an ape, dressed like a human"?
otherwise it's all true. my not-so-secret shame! |
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| i believe that the words |
| posted by: ludwig |
15:13 10.15.08 |
accompanying the stabbing hand motion were: "Die, chicken, die!"
One of those great, unexpected moments. No one ever confirmed whether the chicken stabbing was a staple of the Ominous Peapods act or if it were mere happenstance. Nonetheless, the band could not have made a better selection for the honor of wearing the chicken head.
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| the meters show was what i was looking for |
| posted by: simplicissimus |
12:29 10.15.08 |
(odd, the only mention of the meters show was on some phi delt website and it mentioned how that show was the "inaugural phi delt block party" ... huh? "phi delt block party"? NO BLOCK PARTIES EVER!)
and for those that weren't there, the phi delt fall 1993 "ominous sea pods" (or, ridiculous tree frogs) show is where squisshy -- smack dab in the middle of that weird 4 month "brain passing out / body still talking, walking, and moving phase" -- was taken up to the front, put in a chicken head mask, and made the subject of a mock ritualistic slaughter my members of the band, complete with fake machetes.
it was not quite as funny as when he was in the basement at 4 am and literally talking gibberish -- while wearing one of those knit multi-colored rasta hats -- while being poked, prodded, and goaded on by a crowd of 8-10 onlookers.
truly: imagine an ape, dressed like a human, spouting of an endless supply of bizarre noises punctuated by random words while surrounded by a group of folks who were literally poking at him (sometimes he would seem to go "offline" and stand silently for 10-15 seconds staring at everyone) and saying things just to see what he'd do.
sadly, thought, there's no mention of that incident on the internet fan boards.
but there should be.
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| well, that is impressive |
| posted by: squisshy |
09:40 10.15.08 |
but it's hardly the vintage "kill the chicken" show of ... when the hell was that again? spring 1993? fall 1994? it was just before Johnny Z started his Jedi training, if memory serves. anyway, when i first saw that link i thought someone had a mike in the crowd on whatever evening that was, good Lord it would have been fun to give that a listen.
i still have my t-shirt, by the way. |
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| Love the comment section |
| posted by: rahoohl_dewk |
09:27 10.15.08 |
When I first read the poster was "edgar123" I read it as EGAR123.
So before you give this a listen, just be sure to say quietly to yourself...."EGAR123" backwards, because, I have a feeling (can I borrow one?) that's exactly what went down.
Now where's me Funky Meters show from the early 90's (Spring 92 or 93?)
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| dont ask me how, or why, or when... |
| posted by: simplicissimus |
22:22 10.14.08 |
i really cant explain it.
but i found this.
and its all for squisshy:
http://www.archive.org/details/osp1995-02-11.flac |
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| pretty close... |
| posted by: simplicissimus |
13:43 8.22.08 |
(resin stains...oh, dear god, i would never have had the pleasure of recalling that comment without you, god bless you kind sir!)
there's one key difference.
it was commodore. but he said:
"i'll tell you what. why don't you pay ME the $50 and we'll still all call you a rager?"
all the better coming from perhaps the nicest man i've ever known. |
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| excellent! |
| posted by: squisshy |
13:39 8.22.08 |
| simpli, thanks for bringing that up, i was laughing about that since recalling (most of) it. |
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| pretty close... |
| posted by: publius |
13:30 8.22.08 |
who said it?
will clements
who responded?
com crocker (i think)
what did he say?
something along the lines of "how about we just say you did it and call you a rager" |
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| well ... |
| posted by: squisshy |
12:52 8.22.08 |
| i remember who said it -- the same person who once claimed that "resin stains" were soiling his schtonk-hat. he must have been washing it in bong water, i guess. i was in the tube room for that comment but can't recall who responded and with what (my memory of those days not so good ... hell, it might even have been me). if i had to guess, the comment would have been along the lines of "RAGE!" or "EGAR!" |
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| since we're already into the inside jokes... |
| posted by: simplicissimus |
12:31 8.22.08 |
i've got three questions:
(while watching animal house) "wouldn't it be cool to throw a keg through phi delt's window? i might do that, even if i have to pay the house like $50 to fix it before i do it."
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who said it?
who responded?
what did he say?
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| wait... |
| posted by: simplicissimus |
11:23 8.22.08 |
does this mean that chris hill was on to something all along?
http://www.wnbc.com/money/17263616/detail.html
(i have no idea what made me remember that vaguely manic phase of his where he became obsessed with a system to win the lottery, but it just poppoed into my brain ... he's no doubt using all his brain power for much better purposes as some sort of well known physics professor guy). |
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| All is Well at 5 Webster Ave |
| posted by: prankmonkey |
11:33 6.18.07 |
| Was just there for reunions. Frogiggly. That is all. |
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| parts of this detoxification p |
| posted by: publius |
00:46 5.24.07 |
are disturbingly similar to the chronic, voluntary toxification process i put myself through at phi delt...
http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20070523/wl_nm/thailand_rehab_dc_3;_ylt=AppthE.8Yx7Wjd8WBsOYCJIE1vAI |
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| bongs, not fire, found at phi |
| posted by: ludwig |
12:13 11.3.06 |
Greatest Daily Dartmouth article title ever.
Which makes one sad that the Orlando Sentinel also didn't get creative:
http://www.orlandosentinel.com/news/education/orl-hazing0306nov03,0,2636527.story?coll=orl-news-education-headlines |
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| yeah, he is.. |
| posted by: publius |
23:55 9.21.06 |
| and according to the '08s still rolls up once or so a term and gets tremendously frog in the basement... |
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| that guy is so fucking cia it |
| posted by: simplicissimus |
23:36 9.21.06 |
the fact that he was buddies with the king of jordan...well, i'm just not that sure i can wrap my brain around it.
funny thing is, i just got one of those "phi newsletters" and he's apparently *still* corporation president. |
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| well what do you know... |
| posted by: publius |
23:31 9.21.06 |
speaking of gig in the above post...
in the 4 sept issue of the new yorker in an article called "deerfield in the desert", about king hussein of jordan's idea to transplant a knockoff of deerfield to jordan, one finds the following:
"one night, twenty-seven years ago, four deerfield boys bolted from their dormitory and gathered on a green in the middle of the campus. they had an old army flare. one of them, george faux, known as gig (pronouced 'jidge'), was the son of a national guard pilot and had occasional access to ordnance, as well as to fireworks. 'what if we just pull the thing?' another boy said, indicating a cap on the flare. he was abdullah, the eldest son of king hussein of jordan; faux and the two other boys, perry vella and chip smith, called him ab."
the image of gig running around deerfield with flares and the future king of jordan is just fucking priceless...
that guy is DEFINITELY cia...(perhaps we'll have our own little tentfort version of the plame affair for outing gig) |
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| did anyone read the Alumni mag |
| posted by: ludwig |
14:36 8.30.06 |
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| have no fear... |
| posted by: publius |
14:19 8.20.06 |
5 webster avenue is alive, well, and the same as it ever was to a shocking degree. gig and whoever else played a leading hand in bringing the house back from virtual non-existence deserve huge praise from anyone who considers the house home base in this part of the world.
just returned to hanover from the latest outing by the phi o c to great bear iii cabin on the back side of moosilauke, which was as absurd and deranged as you would imagine. we kidnapped one of the 08s to come up with us, which turned out to be one of the best decisions we made all weekend.
more on this later...i'm tired of standing up at this kiosk in the newly tricked out baker library... |
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| simpli is the Guru! |
| posted by: squisshy |
11:26 7.11.06 |
http://www.cnn.com/2006/HEALTH/07/10/psychedelic.research.ap/index.html
well, for me he was anyway. hahaha, 5 webster definitely was a long, long, time ago. |
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| Why now? |
| posted by: ludwig |
18:03 6.12.06 |
The incident occured in October 2004. The police raided the house three days before graduation. Clerly whoever was involved was about to grauduate and leave, taking himself and his evidence with him.
So - why wait 20 months to raid the place? What case could possibly take so long to put together? If it took them almost 2 years TO investigate a sex crime, they've got a problem. Now, if people were having sex, recording it, and then storing it on their computer and possibly sharing it with others . . . and maybe those tapes showed soemthing less than full and knowing consent . . .then there could be an issue.
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| uh oh |
| posted by: simplicissimus |
19:50 6.10.06 |
http://www.cnn.com/2006/LAW/06/09/animal.house.ap/index.html?section=cnn_latest
word is it's sex-related. which in light of the computer confiscation, i'd say it's a pretty good bed. still, why the sledge-hammers? they're either tools of the hanover 'po (to open locked things) or this story might be a little more spicy than i thought.
if it is about sex, in light of duke be prepared for an onslaught of the "what's wrong with all these snotty, affluent white boys at top tier colleges?" national media stories.
as if that question isn't easily answered as it is. but i digress. |
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| i used to play beer die |
| posted by: squisshy |
11:07 1.19.06 |
| at Colby College in Maine with some buddies of mine who went there. a very interesting game ... bizarre, but unique and fun. they used to play it up there at specially-altered "cafeteria-style" tables, if I recall correctly. |
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| beer die |
| posted by: horsebeater |
10:59 1.19.06 |
at owu, we played beer die. there appear to be 2 sets of rules that go under the same name, but the gist of the game we played is here:
http://www.barmeister.com/cgi-bin/game.view.pl?game=42
we often played it on a pong table. |
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| speed... |
| posted by: publius |
10:43 1.19.06 |
is the pong game of kings. simple as that.
the other games are what you played when somewhere not sophisticated enough to play speed.
though i'm with you on dice over pong. if i were to tally up the number of hours i spent playing five die in college, the results would be truly disturbing. and that doesn't include elimiator. or whale's tails. or...oh jesus... |
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| i never understood the allure |
| posted by: ludwig |
10:33 1.19.06 |
It was too fast. Too much. It didn't lend itself to a good long drunk. Once your response time and coordination went, speed was of no interest.
Slam, as well, could be awkward. If you were on the other side of the table, weaving to and fro, there was a good chance that your were going to knock over the other team's cup rather than slam the ball in in to it.
Lob - even in its bloated form of battleship - gave a player a chance of surviving no matter what the blood alcohol content.
I always preferred dice to pong. There was nothing like playing against someone who used the rubber straps to tie themselves to the bar. You knew you were in playing for good then. |
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| and izzy, if getting drunk qui |
| posted by: squisshy |
10:01 1.19.06 |
| We had two games at phi delt expressly for that purpose: Eliminator and Apocalyptic Destruction. pong was more of a sporting match -- genteel, sort of like croquet. |
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| pong variations |
| posted by: squisshy |
09:58 1.19.06 |
speed is played with two cups split left and right; the "net" is a broom handle across the middles of the table. Hitting one of the other team's cups on the serve is a no-no -- point for the other team. Serves must pass between the two cups split out Likewise hitting your own cup on the return is no goo -- point for the other team. (this makes serving the best and most strategic part -- I used to try to stand far left, and serve far right with right spin, such that the ball would bounce between the cups but then travel behind the cup split right, making returns dangerous, as the other team stood a good chance of hitting or knocking over that right cup). Otherwise, try to hit the other team's cups for a point, knock one over and the game ends. Games are to 4 points I think. great froggy fun.
Battleship was lob, but played with 17 beers on each side ... arranged in classic battleship formation. Do I really need to splain further? One 5-beer aircraft carrier, one 4-beer battleship, one 3-beer submarine, one 3-beer destroyer, and one 2-beer PT boat. Otherwise same rules as lob - a hit beer is half-beer down, and a sunk pong ball is a full beer. First side destroying all the other side's boats wins. a longer affair.
Slam was a weird variation of lob, with playing partners split on either side of the table. One guy was the setup man, who would try to lob to the slam guy, would try to slam the cups on his side of the table ... or something like that. not the most popular version.
now, really, is there any doubt that playing one of the paddle-versions is far superior to standing around tossing ping-pong balls at cups? and spacehippie, I, too, have been accused of spiking the punch with acid ... as part of an awesome 2-man "social chairman" team (I was the drunk to the other individual's more squashful presence) that allegation was regularly leveled, and part of the house lore. oh, those were fun times ... |
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| weird |
| posted by: spacehippie |
01:25 1.19.06 |
I just got done going through a thread of emails from my Ohio State buddies, prompted by the same article squisshy just quoted. We too pooh-poohed the notion of playing beer pong by throwing the balls. How is that pong? We only played with lobs. Never heard of speed, slam (which sound the same to me), or battleship. Anyone care to shed some light on these variations?
I'm thinking back fondly to the last big blowout of our senior year (the first of several for me), which involved an all-day, 15 or 16 team beer pong tourney. By the end of the night, dog shit had been flung freely, one of our friends accused us of spiking the keg with acid, and the pong table ended up in flames on the front yard. Dang, maybe I should fly to Chicago and start up a tournament there.
Oh, and the article referred to:
ANN ARBOR, Mich. - A pair of recent University of
Michigan graduates are each $5,000 richer for being
the best at a national tournament involving a campus
drinking game popular among many college students.
Jason Coben and Nick Velissaris are the champions of
the " World Series of Beer Pong," which took place
earlier this month near Las Vegas. The two beat out
more than 160 other competitors to split the $10,000
grand prize.
Beer pong is played this way: While standing, players
attempt to toss a Ping Pong ball into cups that are
partially filled with beer at the other end of the
table. If the players succeed, their opponents are
forced to drink the beer in the cup.
Beer pong has made the transition from house-party
game to being a featured event in bars that host
tournaments. Companies sell custom-designed beer pong
tables and related products. A merchandiser of beer
pong paraphernalia held the "World Series of Beer
Pong."
Critics say the game encourages binge drinking, but
Coben and Velissaris say it's not about irresponsible
drinking. They say it's a way to have a good time with
friends.
"It's like playing darts at a bar," Coben told The Ann
Arbor News.
Coben and Velissaris picked up the game several years
ago. Coben was a swimmer at Michigan, Velissaris was a
wrestler, and they got to know each other through the
athletic community.
When they were old enough to go to bars, they brought
the game with them and played among friends.
Eventually, the two began helping to organize weekly
tournaments in Ann Arbor and Ypsilanti.
At the national tournament, Coben and Velissaris were
sponsored by a campus-area bar, The Brown Jug, which
paid the $550 entry fee. The bar's owner, Perry
Porikos, agreed to put up the money.
He said Coben and Velissaris are regular customers who
have helped out in a pinch at the bar. The two paid
their own airfare and plan to pay back Porikos from
their winnings.
They also wore T-shirts with the bar's name during the
competition.
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| kenyon isn't dartmouth, I know |
| posted by: isidorus |
22:44 1.18.06 |
| but during the period of 1991 to 1995 beer pong was played strictly without paddles. who would have the patience to play otherwise? |
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| there are bars in ny... |
| posted by: publius |
15:23 1.18.06 |
where this game is played. i believe simplicissimus was even at one (we were playing big hunter, not this so-called-pong, of course).
though i must admit to having played this game once last summer on the deck of my parents house with my youngest brother and a bunch of his friends. it is, as you can well imagine, a supremely unsatisfying and unintersting game. |
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| yes, this whole thing started |
| posted by: simplicissimus |
15:14 1.18.06 |
a lady friend of mine owns a three-flat and this summer i was over at her place and her downstairs neighbors, mid- to late-20s all, came up and invited us to play some beer pong in the back yard.
i won't deny that i was secretly very excited about this and even hoped that they would be playing speed, though i was certain that i could get back up to speed on lob pretty quickly.
imagine my horror when i came upon them - no paddles, dozens of cups on the table, and lobbing the ball in the most dainty of manners with their hands.
with their fucking hands!
thankfully i am old enough to not have launched into a public tirade about this abomination. instead, however, i softly declined to play (and then quietly lectured my lady friend on how horrifying it was to watch - and it was horrifying to watch). |
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| in FACT ... |
| posted by: squisshy |
14:35 1.18.06 |
from an article just forwarded to me moments ago from one of those old 5 webster ave visitors:
Beer pong is played this way: While standing, players attempt to toss a Ping Pong ball into cups that are partially filled with beer at the other end of the table. If the players succeed, their opponents are forced to drink the beer in the cup.
exsqueeze me? baking powder? i don't know what the hell that game is, but if it ain't speed, slam, lob, or battleship ... it ain't beer pong.
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| comedy. |
| posted by: squisshy |
14:30 1.18.06 |
I, too, recently searched the web for confirmation that beer pong was invented on the Hanover Plain, but found only mealy-mouthed speculation, nothing definitive. what really irks me is the devolution of the game to include mostly, at this point, dudes throwing ping pong balls as opposed to using paddles. where is the artistry, the "skill" involved? so beat ...
and don't get me started on the lingo. i still use a lot of those terms ... liberally ... and other people definitely notice. the best of all is that my older friends who visited me at 5 webster will slip into phi-speak when they hang out with me ... shackle seems especially communicable.
by the way, i recently framed an old (circa 1900) black and white picture of 5 webster, from the dartmouth archives by way of a '92 who had moved from SF when i lived out there ... it looks so good ... nothing around except that big fat tree in the yard; framed in a black frame with flecks of silver and black-on-black matting. i framed a bunch of pictures from south america, etc. -- they all came out nice, but i really think the 5 webster pic is the best of the bunch. |
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| someone told me the other day |
| posted by: publius |
14:19 1.18.06 |
jesus was a phi...del...ta...al...pha...
oh the humanity... |
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| Yes, it 'twas long, long ago.. |
| posted by: simplicissimus |
14:08 1.18.06 |
...but perusing the web for proof Dartmouth invented beer pong (which appears to be true but is not confirmed), i came across this from September 2005, and I had to smile at the last sentence:
Phi Delta Alpha ---
A bunch of boozers, brawlers, burners, and social outcasts–in the best senses of the terms. That notwithstanding, many campus leaders–esp. in the Greek system and the Student Assembly?–call Phi Delt home. Phi Delt is also renowned for hosting the Webster Ave. block party on Green Key weekend. If in conversation your confabulator liberally peppers his discourse with words like ‘rig,’ ‘grim,’ ‘soil,’ ‘basement,’ or ‘Ya Heard?’ you’re probably talking to a Phi Delt.
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yes, yes, who cares, but in light of the 2 de-recognitions and the fact that it went from 80 to 12 brothers or so in the span of 5 years, it is incredible that the lingo survives.
and even more so that i (not quite liberally) *still* pepper my conversation with the words "grim" and "rig".
and you can just hear schabel saying "ya heard", can't you? |
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