Booklists!

Ok, so I've got all kinds of gift cards to B&N and Boarders, and I've got a few ideas of my own, but I'm curious to know what books you guys recommend. Specifically: what books are really "must own" books? (from your perspective) I'm looking for books that must be gone over, written in, wrestled with. . . not books that are best checked out and checked in.

Dave and Dusty in Tucson

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Just trying to see if I can get that annoying space to go away. I may need to change the template altogether.

Dave D is in town

I have not seen Degroot or Luke on this site, so when Dave D. comes over tommorow, I will be sure to show him. It's kinda odd that we finally met up again here in Tucson, rather than DC.

Caption?

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Can't...post...the...picture. Arg.

Please pick a caption for this photo.

And feel free to browse the other sights as you would like.

And, and please if you haven't been getting emails from me - I don't have your address - please post it or send it to me!! adamrmorehouse@yahoo.com

Name-A-Jones

What should Davey call his baby?

I'm...just...so...happy....(tear)

I just spent the last 45 minutes catching up in our newly refurbished Room 611... and first, I have to say that too many of you are showing off. Andy Logemann, where did you learn all those big words? Dave, what's up with the clandestine birth announcement? Proclaim it from the rooftops, man! Andy S. and Coye, why must you rub my face in my non-doctorate involving educational future?

Actually, I need to tell you that I've never laughed out loud so many times while sitting in our battlefield Internet room. I love this and wish I could read it more often. Alas, but I am fighting a war.

Feel guilty now that you have a little perspective? Well, don't! No, really, life isn't bad here. It is hard to find more than 30 minutes on the computer, and it is hard not having contact with friends, but this is almost the next best thing. I have missed this kind of fellowship more than I can say, so it was an incredible blessings to sit in and laugh with and love all you beautiful men. Hope I can do it more often.

Okay, now get out of my room. I have ROTC in the morning :-)

What Josh is doing

Since Strauss asked what Josh is up to, since most of you don't know, and since he probably won't be joining the blog for a while, I suppose I will take it upon myself to offer a quick Herr update:

Josh is currently teaching English language and American culture classes at a university in Xi'an, northern China. He has been there since August and will be there until I think sometime this summer (his commitment was somewhere between 8-12 months). He has also just finished applying to graduate programs in East Asian History at several American universities in an attempt to try for a history PhD. I'm sure he would love to hear from any of you, and he sends out a 'newsletter' about once a month, so you could pretty easily get him to add you to his list. I will give you his contact info if you email me and ask me for it at adreamwithinadream@yahoo.com . I'm sure that he would appreciate hearing from all of you, even if it's just a short note or asking to be put on his mailing list. He just finished his first round of classes, and he is starting to feel more at home in Xi'an, but I know that he is still lonely quite often. AND his birthday is December 29, so that's a perfect excuse to email him and say hello! aDios

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Act III: The attack of the little davies!

Our House

As promised, a photo of our domicile

Nothing Ever Happens Where I Work

My building is in the middle of a police quarentine zone, because the pharmacy diagonally across the intersection was held up shortly after I arrived at work. Those of us at work can't leave. Those who hadn't arrived at work can't enter. At least I'm trapped somewhere with heat. So much for being in the safe part of town.

To Begin Where I Am

As I make my grand entrance into this performance of nostalgia, I offer the following obligatory comments about my “real” life for those of you who have not been following along.

Act I

[narrator: off stage]: I hear an indefinable noise, and then a strobing white light dominates my field of vision…

I wake up in a cold sweat to find myself in the midst of my second year of a doctoral program at a large research university somewhere in the south of Indiana. I have no memory of how I arrived here. I open my mouth to try to speak, and a flurry of unidentifiable utterance tumbles out, words I do not recognize and that have no application in ordinary speech: metropolitan, temporality, commodification, neo-imperialism, dyadic relationship, prosity, valence, essentialism, topos, subjectivity, prurient, inscribed…I clamp my hands over my mouth, and the dissonant speech dies off. Where am I and what have they done to me?

I have no answers to these questions. [blackout]

Act II

[stage lights come up to reveal a tan, suburban house with a red door.]

Katie and I have now been married for a year and a half, and are not planning to keep up with the Joneses as progenitors of a race of eccentric children, at least not yet. What’s that you say, by the time I have children Dave’s will be old enough to conduct bizarre medical experiments on them or employ them as improvised music instruments? True enough, but it’s a risk I am prepared to take. Perhaps there will be more of Sarah in this child than Dave. Only time will tell. We bought a house this summer in Bloomington, Indiana because of the spotbillig cost of living in this little college town and are happily enjoying our space after living in an apartment last year. Like Herr Strauss, we too have entertained our share of visitors, and love having people drive down (or up) whenever they feel led to do so. If I can locate a photo of our new home, I will post it at a later time.

Katie is working as a teacher in the local school district, and has just been accepted into an MA program in library science. She will be starting part time in the spring. I taught my first undergraduate course this semester, a freshman writing class equivalent to writing effective prose at Wheaton. There are many stories to tell from this experience, but I will retain them for a later post.

I believe this will suffice for incoherent ramblings and other sundry news of my provincial existence. We should begin to discuss some topic of mutual interest—the bagel bag is an excellent first step.

Favorite Christmas Invention

Bagel Bag: Pure Genius!

Favorite Christmas Things

So, Christmas is less than a week away. Since there seems to be a "holiday variety" of just about everything, here's a short list of my favorite Christmas things.
The best Christmas...
Movie: Die Hard (yes, it is a Christmas movie)
Beverage: Eggnog w/spiced rum (although I do like a good Wassel)
Song: "The people that walked in darness", No. 11 from Handel's Messiah
Carol: "O Come, O Come, Emanuel"
Tree: white pine (okay, so I just pulled that out of the air)
Food: Roast Beast
Book: How the Grinch Stole Christmas, Dr. Seuss (Dickens sucks!)
Poem: "For the Time Being", W.H. Auden (especially the "Temptation of St. Joseph" section)
OT passage: "For unto us a child is born..." (Isaiah 9:2-7)
NT passage: The Magnificat (Luke 1:46-55), or "Behold the handmaiden of the Lord; may it be done to me according to your word" (Luke 1:38)
Activity: hanging out in the kitchen during Christmas parties
Favorite Christmas Helicopter Pilot: Dusty!!!!!

That's about as good as I can do for now. Feel free to share your favorite Christmas ______ , especially if it's a category I didn't think of. aDios

The RH-66 Comanche 

Noah's Ark Play

"Saa te to, itte kuru ne."
Literally, "Welp, I guess I'll go out and look for an olive branch and bring it back so that you know that there is um land out there."

AudioBlogger!

On a Differnt Note

Did you know you can post pictures? Just click that little picture frame between the spell check and the eraser in the Create Post interface and choose from the options it gives you. If you don't have a pre-existing online picture host (like the ones Ryan and Steve use), choose the Hello BloggerBot (unless you use a Mac).

I just ate oat-meal.

The Pilot Card

Dusty. . .we're all waiting for the Pilot Card story!
We give you till Saturday night, then Andy L. will proceed to write it for you (right Andy?)

Hit List, Who should be on it?

I still like the idea of a hit list, but I guess we should determine who is eligible before people start using it.

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T6ers still unreached by this blog. If you can think of someone who needs to be added to this list, do it. If you know the email of someone on the list, contact them.

Mark Sheerin
Nate Calendar
Aaron Chaney
Steve Lambert
Rosen
Sammy
James Gilbert
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