{"id":195,"date":"2006-03-26T23:23:00","date_gmt":"2006-03-26T23:23:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/box5265.temp.domains\/~brucewi2\/photos\/2006\/03\/26\/fw-the-one-and-only-leprosy-kitten-monger\/"},"modified":"2019-09-02T21:17:26","modified_gmt":"2019-09-02T21:17:26","slug":"fw-the-one-and-only-leprosy-kitten-monger","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brucewinter.net\/photos\/fw-the-one-and-only-leprosy-kitten-monger\/","title":{"rendered":"FW: The one and only leprosy kitten monger"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A new 2 page from Nick to pass along!<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m off to Montana for Thanksgiving.   Mom and Dad, I&#8217;ll likely leave on<br \/>Tuesday, if not then on Wednesday, assuming no blizzards.     Will let you<br \/>know for sure when I leave.<\/p>\n<p>Zack had fun with his engine-less car this weekend.  He rented a car trailer<br \/>Friday morning, so he and I managed to get his car pushed up onto it.   It<br \/>was raining, and we ran out of momentum 1\/2 way up, but we somehow went into<br \/>extra he-man mode and got it up.    Then he drove the trailor and car to<br \/>work, then that night dropped the car off at Jessy&#8217;s Dad&#8217;s farm.  But there<br \/>was a mis-communication and it got dropped off at the wrong spot, so today<br \/>he gave up on that plan and picked the car back up and brought it back here<br \/>and now has it parked beside our garage.  Hopefully the neighbors won&#8217;t mind<br \/>too much.    So, after spending about $100 of his hard earned monnies in<br \/>rental fees, he got the car moved about 10 feet from where it was!<\/p>\n<p>Bruce<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8211;Original Message&#8212;&#8211;<br \/>From: Nick Winter [mailto:Nicholas.Winter@oberlin.edu]<br \/>Sent: Sunday, November 21, 2004 9:44 PM<br \/>To: bruce@misterhouse.net<br \/>Subject: The one and only leprosy kitten monger<\/p>\n<p>Have you ever seen a zombie movie where the good guys are trapped inside a<br \/>building with zombies attacking them and coming through the windows and<br \/>everything, and then a few of the good guys get eaten by the zombies but the<br \/>others escape, and the zombies chase them but zombies don&#8217;t go very fast so<br \/>they get away and the good guys are like, &#8220;Oh man! That was close, dude!&#8221;<br \/>but then they turn around a corner or run into a street or something and<br \/>there&#8217;s just eighty-three zombies standing around, which all whip around<br \/>(well, except they&#8217;re zombies and they don&#8217;t really whip so much as stagger<br \/>slowly so as to be facing the other direction) when one of the characters<br \/>sneezes or steps on a twig or accidentally blows something up, and then it&#8217;s<br \/>all a huge shamblefest?<\/p>\n<p>Except with so many zombies, the movie people have had to get somewhat<br \/>less-than-dedicated extras, and there&#8217;s always that one zombie who, instead<br \/>of shambling, rotting, and moaning, is wandering in the wrong direction,<br \/>zombiewhistling and admiring the clouds and feeding a kitten during the<br \/>shot&#8211;you know that zombie?<\/p>\n<p>&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Wow, I completely forgot where I was going with this. It was going to be<br \/>such a good intro, too! I think. That, or I was trying to foreshadow my own<br \/>impending undeath\/reanimation as a happy-go-lucky walking corpse. Probably<br \/>the first one, though. Fiddlesticks! I&#8217;ve spent ten minutes pondering,<br \/>perpending, puzzling, and puddle-praying, and I can&#8217;t remember what I was<br \/>going for with the zombie metaphor! Woe.<\/p>\n<p>My classes are going well, I think I&#8217;m still getting an A- in Chemistry (I<br \/>had to start studying for the quizzes though since I dreamt through some of<br \/>the lectures&#8211;but I&#8217;ve yet to open my $120 Chemistry textbook, which is<br \/>utterly useless except for bashing demons and enraged marmots). Computer<br \/>Science is very tantalizing, but we can&#8217;t write programs that solve the<br \/>universe or have graphical interfaces or taste very good without herbs and<br \/>spices such as garlic, cinnamon, and peanut butter. I&#8217;m floating happily<br \/>through the class though. And I&#8217;m floating happily through Words that Matter<br \/>too, although I had to write a six-page paper explicating a poem, which made<br \/>me sad until I wrote in the phrase, &#8220;&#8230;and he is hoping she is really bad<br \/>at math and doesn&#8217;t realize that he wants to enjoy her spleen.&#8221; Bill made me<br \/>delete that part though. Poetry is going decently, except for one class when<br \/>we were workshopping someone&#8217;s sesquipedalian poem and I fell asleep and<br \/>woke up right when he was reciting the thoughtful conclusion&#8211;but when I<br \/>woke up, I let out this crazy zombie moan, and it was oooooops. I don&#8217;t know<br \/>how loud the moan was because I was just waking up and not hearing my own<br \/>moan except for the last part of the moan, but I&#8217;m a little worried about<br \/>how the professor is going to grade me on effective in-class discussion.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve gone to a dozen concerts this month and some of them were okay, but<br \/>most of them were sweet. And I went to go see The Arcade Fire in Cleveland,<br \/>whom I&#8217;d never heard of before, and it was so awesome that I almost exploded<br \/>and imploded at the same time! It was like wow. Yesterday, there was this<br \/>totally awesome sarod (which is like a lute, from India) player, Rajeev<br \/>Taranath, and he was very mindblowing, too. What with the Conservatory of<br \/>Music and all, I can&#8217;t believe how much music there is at Oberlin! It almost<br \/>feels like I&#8217;m the only person here who doesn&#8217;t play an instrument or sing.<br \/>Ahh, how lucky for I, serenaded always. Yesterday, there was a<br \/>student-written musical that was very good; it had hipsters in it and one of<br \/>them played a very emotional cowbell and screamed.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve been introduced to new culinary delights, too! I&#8217;ve discovered that I<br \/>like: at least six kinds of Chinese food; more types of shrimp than just<br \/>popcorn shrimp; orange guava juice; some supposedly ubiquitous type of Asian<br \/>peanut buttery sauce; and salads. Granted, my conception of a salad is a<br \/>plate full of little tomatoes with lots of cheese on them, but tomatoes are<br \/>kind and wise. I&#8217;ve also tasted tea for the first time ever, and I liked it<br \/>(chilled chai, warmer chai, and some green tea thing; I didn&#8217;t like the<br \/>really spicy chai though). Mom, why didn&#8217;t you tell me?!<\/p>\n<p>Last night, I slept outside as part of an awareness thing about<br \/>homelessness. It was very cold and wet, and most people were unable to sleep<br \/>at all because they were freezing, but I am from Minnesota and my last name<br \/>is Winter and I am invincible! We woke up at six a.m. and the other<br \/>&#8220;sleepers&#8221; were saying, &#8220;Finally! I was looking at my watch all night and I<br \/>would so totally die right now if I was really homeless and didn&#8217;t have a<br \/>dorm to go back to! Let&#8217;s get out of here and go to sleep!&#8221; I was like,<br \/>&#8220;mmmmm&#8230; few more minutes&#8230; zzzzzz.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I also watched Singin&#8217; in the Rain, Magnolia, About a Boy, Eternal Sunshine<br \/>of the Spotless Mind, and The Incredibles, all of which are now among my<br \/>favorite movies, especially Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind: sooo<br \/>good! I watched Aladdin again too; any time I want to watch basically any<br \/>movie that might seize my fancy, I can go around and someone is bound to<br \/>have the DVD for me to borrow! It&#8217;s frabjous.<\/p>\n<p>I think I&#8217;ve broken the cell phone. Was I supposed to leave it plugged in?<br \/>It turns on for a few seconds if I press the End button, but only displays<br \/>the Sprint logo. So I don&#8217;t know how to make outgoing phone calls.<br \/>Telephones are too new-fangled for me; I am sorry. If you call me, though,<br \/>at 440-776-2394 and I&#8217;m actually in my room, I would be delighted to talk to<br \/>anyone, everyone, and cats. There is a cat that lives outside near my dorm,<br \/>and I fed it today; it liked my philosophies. I respond readily to e-mails<br \/>and instant-messages (I&#8217;m quartzsphinx on AIM), honest!<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve registered for classes for next semester: more intro Chemistry and<br \/>Computer Science, Discrete Mathematics, and some Developmental Psychology<br \/>class that I know nothing about, unless I get into (I&#8217;m on a waitlist) a<br \/>cinema studies class, Documentary Forms, which I also know nothing about<br \/>except that the professor is supposed to be great. Later, I will sign up for<br \/>ExCo&#8217;s, possibly including capture the flag, knife throwing, or swing<br \/>dancing. For winter term, I&#8217;m probably going to sign up for Aikido: six<br \/>hours a day, five days a week, three January weeks of intensive martial arts<br \/>training and I have no idea whatsoever if I will like it! Fun. I&#8217;m staying<br \/>here for Thanksgiving weekend I guess, but they kick you out of the dorms<br \/>for winter break, which is from Friday, December 24 to Saturday, January 1;<br \/>Aikido starts on January 5th. So I think I&#8217;m going home, but maybe I will go<br \/>to somewhere else if there&#8217;s somewhere else to be gone to.<\/p>\n<p>Sorry for being so completely out of touch; I&#8217;ve been spending every one of<br \/>my free seconds being overwhelmingly in love with Emily, of whom I&#8217;ve<br \/>attached a picture and am keeping many secrets because I think it&#8217;s<br \/>delightful to perhaps tantalize the family!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A new 2 page from Nick to pass along! I&#8217;m off to Montana for Thanksgiving. Mom and Dad, I&#8217;ll likely leave onTuesday, if not then on Wednesday, assuming no blizzards. Will let youknow for sure when I leave. Zack had fun with his engine-less car this weekend. 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