Showing posts with label Gordo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gordo. Show all posts

Friday, March 20, 2009

just the two of us.

with 90% of the student body (plus gordo and j-watt) on pilgrimage to Medj this weekend, me and Curtis are left hangin out in the Kartause. day 1 has been entertaingly lazy, and we hope to watch some of the Madness tonight.

also, immediately after i posted my last entry, the snow began to fall. and it has simply gotten worse today. this is miserable.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Really.

Bruges was awesome.

but that's all i have to say about that because as most of the readers of this blog already know, 3 of my household brothers, Gordo, Curits, and Josh, surprised me and the other LOJ members by randomly showing up this weekend for their spring break. i just got back from our first night out at the bar together, and it's just a remarkable feeling to be back with these senior household brothers who have had such a huge impact on my life.

long live loj.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Ramblings.

Done with my neo-romantic wanderings, here's a few aimless thoughts:


elliot's laptop was bugging out on him since he got here, but we realized that it was the converter he was using for his wall adapter. thanks to some household brother of old, we found a converter in the LOJ box and got his comp working again. so hopefully we'll get pictures up of Salzburg/Munich soon.

Why in the world did Francis Hall move the gazebo (6hoursintothefuture.wordpress.com)? Watching the video brought a flood of emotion. Are they trying to cut down on the noise? That's worse than the time we tried "optional" household commitments to cut down on whining.

So get this. The owner of every student's favorite nightspot in Gaming, 'Urs', only opens his pub during our school semesters. He takes every weekend and summer off because people like me and Mike Monette stay til close. Often.

Useful hint for future travellers: Guiness in Vienna > Guiness in Salzburg.

Another useful hint: don't try dumping sunflower seeds down the sink because your room has no trash barrel and the toilet wouldn't flush them. bad things happen. ...yea.

finally got to see the infamous "devil's footprint" in the church where Benedict was ordained as Cardinal this past weekend. It's whack. I think i may have even seen a Nike swoosh somewhere in it.

The previous joke is copyright tim glemkowski, all rights reserved.

Despite the fact we're all underage Americans that are of age here in Austria, i'm pretty sure Gordo's room back on campus has more alcohol than any room here.

Comparing the beautiful churches of Europe to the CTK back on campus is like comparing a Lebron James highlight reel to an old ABA game. One leaves you breathless, the other simply reminds you of an era where short-shorts, mustaches, and AIDS reigned supreme.

If this were a Troubadour article, someone would write in a letter to the editor calling for me ex-communication one paragraph ago.

Dedham people: i've looked high and low, and i'm yet to find a back lot in Austria. Long live the back lot.

Best city i've seen in the last month? Boston.

Over and out.