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Poster:bootylarson
Date:2003-11-12 08:47
Subject:two weeks
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Mood: awake

oh wow...thanksgiving is almost here! my favorite holiday is approaching with tremendous speed. this year i have decide to venture home once again (haven't been home for TG since i left for college). am i excited?? of course i am. school and life is rough and a good release from it all should do me good. spending quality time with family and friends is what i am looking forward to. uggg...junior year is kicking my ass. the least amount of credits i have ever taken but i have to study the most i ever had to as well. living on the extremes i suppose....
*phew* so my friend amanda is coming to town this weekend...yay! but i'm not sure how much i'll get to see her because of the football game and more schoolwork. (blasted essays) when she was a student here i met her in like the first few months of school at a gathering. right off the bat she drops her drink and everyone yelled "PARTY FOUL!" from then on we referred to her less as amanda and more as party foul girl (PFG) (i'm sure we all know a couple PFG's)
well that wonderful discrete math class is calling my name and for some insane reason which i wish i could boot and change i am inclined to go.

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2003-06-08 11:13
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PDA by Interpol will be new on the agenda for campfire this summer, as I just learned myself how to play it. On my broken, broken, crappy guitar.

Other songs to be played:
IT'S UP TO YOU.

Do you guys have any songs that you think would be hella rad or pretty for campfire this year that perhaps I can learn so that we can be, as they say, proverbial rock stars?

They can even be BAM songs that are loud and aggressive, as this summer will bring both electric AND acoustic guitar action. But always fun for children. Always. Note that I will not plan on learning anything by Limp Bizkit or Korn. Or Wayne Wonder. Chunk.

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2003-05-31 13:18
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I got this email from Kiwi a while ago. I need to paste it here so it never gets lost.



Hi Jingo,

How's things going over there in the land of cheese fries?

I just re-read your email from last month and realise I had totally forgotten to send you the lyrics of the Haka "Ka Mate, Ka Mate". So, very belatedly thought I would send you some info on the scariest dance you are likely to see (other than Micheal Flatly and that God-awful Lord of the Dance crap).

The Lyrics go like this:

Ka mate! Ka mate!
Ka ora! Ka ora!
Ka mate! Ka mate!
Ka ora! Ka ora!
Tenei te tangata puhuru puhuru
Na nei i tiki
Mai whakawhiti te ra
A upa ne!
Ka upa ne!
A upane kaupane whiti te ra!
He!

So the that all looks like gibberish I suppose. Maori pronounciation is a little different to that of English (vowels are actually said the same as Italian). So, here is a phonetic version so you can get the pronounciation is correct:

Ka ma tay! Ka ma tay!
Ka o-ra Ka o-ra!
Ka ma tay! Ka ma tay!
Ka o-ra Ka o-ra!
T-nay-tay tounge-a-ta, poo-who-roo poo-who-roo,
Nah-nay e ticky my fucka fitty tay ra
A oopa ney, Ka oopa ney!
A oopa ney Co-pa-ney fitty tay ra!
He!

And what does it all mean? Well, there are lots of ideas on this, but the most plausable is this story.

Back in the time before the English came to New Zealand, a warrior chief called Te Rauprahara went on a killing spree throughout New Zealand. He ransacked major villages along coastlines in the North Island before being forced to head to the South Island with his army. He continued his rampage through the South Island until he was at last defeated and fled to a village where he knew he had allies. He had to hide from his enemies who were closely following him.

The chief of the villiage, knowing that T Rauprahara was a wanted man, decided to hide his friend in a Kumara (sweet potato) pit and wait for the chasers to arrive. Te Rauprahara spent many hours in the pit while the enemy searched the village above. Eventually, when the pit was uncovered and a ladder was lowered in, Te Rauprahara thought he was done for. However when he emerged he found that the enemy had gone and the chief (who was rather hairy, as the legend goes) was there to help him out. Te Rauprahara broke into dance and performed the haka out of gratitude and respect to the village and it's chief.

The English translation of the Haka is (loosely) this:

'Tis Life! 'Tis Life!
'Tis death! 'Tis death!
'Tis Life! 'Tis Life!
'Tis death! 'Tis death!
This is the fierce, hairy man,
who fetched the sun
and caused it to shine (symbolic of the opening of the kumara pit, letting the sunlight in)
One upward step!, Another upward step!
An upward step, another step, the Sun it shines!!!

This haka is just one of many different haka, but is by far the most famous. Haka are traditionally performed at the meeting of two peoples or tribes, and are always performed out of respect. They are most often associated war and with respect for the enemy and are still performed by New Zealand's armed forces today.

There are numerous stories of their use during battles in World Wars I and II. I recently read of a story where a Maori soldier charged a German emplacement in Crete. After running a German through with his bayonet, the Maori then covered his face in the dying man's blood and performed a haka in front of him.

Stories like this gave New Zealanders a fearsome reputation amoungst German soldiers, and today our sports teams carry on with the tradition.

If you want more info on the Haka, and Ka Mate in particular have a look at the New Zealand rugby website http://nzrugby.com/history/history_haka.asp

I have a live recording of it if you want an mp3 of it sent to you.

Let me know how you are going with your rugby and if you got the letter I sent to you. Hope all this gives you a bit of an interest in New Zealand and rugby in particular. Catch you later.

Love,
Chris.

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2003-04-06 22:12
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So Chunk came to visit me at school this weekend. I am very glad for it. She is a nice girl. She and Richard were my cougar campers this afternoon as I tried to make them pack their stuff and not forget anything.

We did some chatting about camp. You know. Because that's what we do.

As soon as she left I had this really great idea. VINYL STICKERS. Go to stickerguy.com to see the prices and such. YOU CAN GET THEM IN ANY COLOR WITH ANY DESIGN. God. They go on Nalgenes, cars, books, your mom, you name it. Such great advertising. I wouldn't want to sell them in the store during the week because kids would abuse them. But what if we gave them away at the end of the week in the little packets of evaluations? It's hardcore travelling advertising.

I'm going to email Hawkeye about it right now. What would you want on a Silver Creek sticker?

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2003-03-01 11:17
Subject:Yo yo foodservice
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Hey, so there's this group of people at my school who are trying to start a food co-op, and I'm involved in it. Our school uses Sodexho {formerly Mariott} food services. Yes, yes, campers, the very same one Silver Creek has used for the 4 years I've worked there. So I'm trying to find information about Sodexho, and what do I find?

Oh, I find this: Colorado College's study on Sodexho.

I highly recommend the "myth vs fact" page linked in the Documentation section. In fact, look at the whole documentation section.

Um... can we please not use a food service again this year? I'm really not down with the whole "private prisons" thing... not to mention the anti union factor and the fact that it overcharges for everything, especially when we don't have The Most Money Ever.

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Poster:spikethedrink
Date:2003-02-24 14:09
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I'm having problems opening the application..... SOmeone help me!!!!!

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2003-02-09 17:21
Subject:More of the Ad Slogan Generator - Camp Edition
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I'm bored at work, yo. But hey: Inputting these words is the best thing ever.

Freak

  • It's Freak Time.
  • That's Handy, Harry! Stick It In The Freak.
  • For Mash, Get Freak.
  • Keep That Freak Complexion.
  • Tense, Nervous, Freak?
  • Have You Forgotten How Good Freak Tastes?

Cougars
  • Taste the Cougars.
  • Cougars - The Freshmaker!
  • Oh Hungry? Oh Cougars.
  • It Makes Your Cougars Smack.
  • I Saw Cougars and I Thought of You.
  • A Cougars' Too Wet Without One.

Chunk
  • It's Good To Talk Chunk.
  • Double the Pleasure, Double the Chunk.
  • Chunk Wanted.
  • Stimulation for Body and Chunk.

Arts and Crafts
  • Every Kiss Begins With Arts And Crafts.


OK. That's enough of that. I hope that you're all very happy. I know I AM.

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2003-02-04 22:56
Subject:WHERE IT'S AT
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I've just decided that Where It's At by Beck may be the song of next summer. Here's why. I want you to listen to it, and I want you to think: "Hey, what if instead of "Two turntables and a microphone" we sang something campy like "two skill groups and a PYP"?" Actually that's a really lame example. But the TRUTH STILL STANDS: Where It's At by Beck. If you don't have it, get it. NOW.

Also, I already emailed the egroup about this, but if you have a picture of Kenai or Snitch, I NEED it. Let me know if you can help me out, please please. Thank youuu.

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Poster:pomone
Date:2003-02-02 00:22
Subject:Its like a party for your taste buds, without the hangover for your waistline!
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Mood: content

What does that have to do with anything? Nothing. I just like it. And since I don't do away messages anymore, I have to put my clever bits somewhere.

So a crazy man came into the restraunt. He was wearing one of those hats that you always see Russian guys wearing. I immediatly called him rat hat guy in my mind. He kissed my hand, told me he was homeless, and asked me if he looked it. As he was wearing khakis and nikes, I said no. Later he asked Percy the bus-boy if he was Mexican, and hugged Jerome, and bonded with him because they were both "the black man". It takes all kinds. And all kinds live in DC.

I have so much work to do its not even funny. Drawing and reading and doing logic and writing a paper. I love Caroline, because she is gone all the time, but it I haven't been doing as much work because I don't need to leave the room. I don't need to get out.

On a related note, I have a Caryn story. Its pretty mild. On Thursdays my friend kelly sits at the front desk of my dorm to make sure that people sign in, and I hang out with her. Formerly it was because I didn't want to watch Smackdown with Caryn. I never thought that tv would be bad enough that I would have to leave the room, but there it is. Smackdown is that bad. For me anyway. Or maybe it is just how Caryn reacts to it. Anyway, after I got off work, I was sitting with Kelly downstairs, and she told me about how Caryn had come in earlier, and said she might be going out. I was like, "really, yeah, she never goes out". Later in the evening she came down and picked up a pizza. I guess by going out she meant laying on the couch and watching Smackdown. I am really really glad I moved out.

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Poster:pomone
Date:2003-02-01 01:17
Subject:So. I am on Kato's list of Shame. Damn!
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Mood: accomplished

Well, life sucks. No, not really. First off, my new room is fantastic. Really. I've been here for a week, and so far, Caroline has slept here twice. Thank god she has a boyfriend. We have been in the room together for a total of 30 minutes at the most. YAY. This is good, because I have had some shitty roommate issue. I think I'm being rewarded. But then again, I thought Caryn was okay at the beginning of the year.

Now for the bad news. This fall and next spring I am going abroad, first to Hong Kong, and then to Rome. The bad news? My Hong Kong programs starts on August 12th. At most, I'll be able to be at camp for five weeks. Sigh. That sucks a lot.

Good news. I met Police Cheif Moose tonight. After I got home from work, I called Nelson, and he told me to come to a reception for some speaker, which turned out to be Mister Moose. He was talking to people afterwards, and since Nelson is a pussy (which he didn't deny) and wouldn't go talk to him, I did, playing the Oregon card. He was a nice guy.

Oh, and yeah, I'm posting in Cougars. I figure, its my damn community, I can post whatever I want in it. Oh yeah, and I'm avoiding my confrontation with drdelfi, who for some reason is on poppyjock's friend list.

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2003-01-11 00:57
Subject:How many campers know about this shit?
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Items of business:

1) Mrs Robinson and Me and Julio Down By the Schoolyard will be played at campfire this summer. They are Extremely Easy to play. And they are great.

2) An electric guitar may or may not be in the grand design of camp of the future. We need to have more rocking out campfires, you see.

3) Finally, if you do not have Hawkeye's contact information, this is it.

  • Home Phone: 503.434.6249
  • Email: kayakerps@attbi.com
Just an FYI, he's hiring early because he will be coaching baseball in the spring, so take that knowledge and do what you will with it.

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2002-12-27 10:17
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Mood: sleepy

I just had this dream that it was summer again, but not camp time yet, and we were having this big gathering at this nonexistent dining hall at my school where I was taking this computer science exam that, after I'd sent in the answers, I realised I had not given answers to at all. I'd just written partial sentences that led to no answer. Yes.

Anyway, then we were all split up to have secret meetings with each other, and Simon and I were climbing up to the top of these sand dune cliffs while Woodstock and Raven were climbing down them at the same time, but there was no gravity, and it was like they were climbing up too. IT WAS FUCKED UP, YO. Then, when I finally got to the top of my cliff, it was like all the gravity came back when I arrived, and I was so dizzy and my head was almost buried in the sand.

Then we were outside this mythical dining hall again, and some of us were on this deck that was facing it at a 45 degree angle. I walked up to the tallest point and I saw Twilight, and we were watching all these staff people painting this window with the name of one staff member who shall remain unnamed, except they were tracing something that had already been painted there before, so the end of their name ended in FUCK.

It was exactly how I wanted it. It was fabulous. It was one of the best dreams ever. Am I malicious and evil? No. Wellesley has just corrupted me into a hateful girl. I swear I will be better in a week or so.

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2002-11-25 11:08
Subject:This is the funniest joke in the whole world.
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He asked, "Lord, what about when there was only one set of footprints, and also a straight line with bootprints on one side and small, round circles on the other?" The Lord replied, "Those were the times that I carried you, and we were joined by a pirate pushing a wheelbarrow."

If I ever have another rag ceremony, this will be read at it.

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2002-11-22 01:47
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Mmmmm.

Ernie's mom died today, and I never knew her, but it makes me feel really sad. I want to send Ernie a letter or something to let her know, but I don't know what I would say. Anyway, if you guys in the Salem area see her before I do, just let her know I send my condolences.

Man man man. What a terrible thing. None of us are ever allowed to get cancer. Ever. No smoking. And everyone eats a high-fiber diet, you hear? I want to see prunes and bran muffins.

Good night.

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2002-11-13 19:45
Subject:Oh oh
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I have the new song for next summer that I will play every week. This song is on the new Rilo Kiley album, and it's called "With Arms Outstretched." And if you can download it then you should. Or buy the album, because it's really fucking good. It's called The Execution of All Things. I'm trying to figure out the tabs this very second. And when I do, WE WILL ALL BE SOOOOO HAPPY.

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2002-11-12 17:30
Subject:Well, it's official
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The website for the camping branch is not to be. I just called Matt and - nope, didn't get to talk to him in person. I got to tell the receptionist that my professor isn't allowing me to work for Matt anymore, at least in a website capacity, because of the irresponsibility factor. I can't believe he really never sent me anything. He tried, I think, but he doesn't know how to use a computer I guess, because nothing was attached to this email he sent me. Maybe I can do it over the winter. I don't know. I need Dreamweaver to do it well, I think. And I definitely don't have Dreamweaver off campus. It's too fancy. In any event, I am in mourning for the website that could have been. It's like I had a website abortion. At least I had the choice though. I like how this analogy has linked my academic and political strife together. Augh. Time for class.

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2002-11-10 19:51
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HEY SIMON. You thought I forgot, didn't you? You thought YOU had the best memory, DIDN'T YOU? Well, you still do. But NO, I did not forget. And I remembered way before your livejournal entry too. Even before yesterday when I was on the Emerson tour with my brother, the freak drama girl tour guide was like "Hey, what day is it?" I was like IT'S NOVEMBER NINTH, AND THAT'S SIMON'S BIRTHDAY.

So:

HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY SIMON
You're a nice lady.


Here's what we'd all be doing right now if we were all together, I'm quite sure.



Oh, and I'd be there too.



Yay!

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Poster:pomone
Date:2002-11-03 22:18
Subject:Sigh.
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Do you ever miss camp?

I do. I did today.

I was listening to the Concrete and Clay song from the Rushmore soundtrack, and all I wanted to do was dance around arts and crafts with Jingo.

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Poster:pomone
Date:2002-10-31 12:52
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHUNK! do da do da. I rejoice that you were born. If I could do all sorts of fancy graphics stuff, I definatley would.

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Poster:greennalgene
Date:2002-10-26 20:31
Subject:BORED
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So I'm looking through the dozens upon dozens of crappy pictures on the campsilvercreek.com site. Why? Because Danya Goodman has to take me away in her car, but I have been waiting for her to get here. Forever. I'm also eating Cheese Nips that I bought at Target. Anyway. I found some good ones that made me say "HEY. Wait a minute."


This is what ragger's point used to look like. I think that we should restore it to this state, except perhaps without the giant cross.


I was looking intently at this picture to see if I was in it, because it's a mid-high picture from our era. However, I think that this was the year that I went to Pilot, so I was like "Forget this shit." BUT I think that our own Leslie McCollom is here, first row and center, in the purple t-shirt. I could be wrong. It's not like these pictures are clear or anything.

Kato, I'm really glad you're not chimo for real.


This is what I have wanted camp to be like forever, ever since Back In Ninety Nine. Ok. That's it.

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