Oh no. OH NO!*
Hello folks. I am finally at a computer with a working USB port, so now I can show you some photos.
In roughly chronological order:
Seth quit smoking before he came to L'abri, but the abstaining was taking its toll and he could only think of cigarettes. The only remedy was to light up. Spot an article which belongs to yours truely. Photo taken in Boston.
Victor (Maryland), Chad (New Jersey) and Seth (Texas). Victor was the odd one out until I alerted him to the fact, to which he jumped up without a word and put on a plaid, giving a farmer boy look to the table. Plaids are big here, even unironically.
Casey (from Alabama) and I are patriotic outside some important building of the revolution or colonisation, in Boston.
For talent night I created a tiny, detailed, finger-puppet theatre that was barely visible to the audience and performed a parody far more suited to the big screen - The Day After The Day After Tomorrow. A la Theatre of the Absurd.
Casey drove Victor, Sonja, Seth and me down to Cape Cod. This is Victor walking along a wild stretch of beach.
Sonja on a wild Cape Cod beach.
Sonja, Victor and Seth on Cape Cod beach.
Lots of L'abri students had tatoos. Victor has a clock motif which symbolises his three brothers. Seth has a man reading a newspaper.
Shannon added a whole new dimension to her personality by breaking the conservative mid-western girl stereotype and getting a tatoo during her L'abri stay (it's a Celtic knot symbolising the Trinity). This little rebel will extend her break from her philosophy studies and return to L'abri next term as a helper. Missy (from Wisconsin) is coming back next term too. The tatoo on her wrist is a Psalm.
There was much dressing up for Halloween. I went as a go-go dancer (awaiting photos from Missy's Gamera). Here Seth is a gay.
Brandon as a Mormon for Halloween.
Dick and Mardi Keyes, Southborough L'abri founders. Or at least Victor and Missy in costume for Halloween.
Karl and Seth are busted after a brief tryst outside.
Don't you think this manequin I saw in Macy's looks like (my brother) Seth? It's his kind of outfit too.
A L'abri meal at the Morrells.
A socialist looking sculpture in the capital of the Free World.
Counter-intelligence.
*A L'abri injoke. It's actually funny so maybe I'll explain in person..
In roughly chronological order:
Seth quit smoking before he came to L'abri, but the abstaining was taking its toll and he could only think of cigarettes. The only remedy was to light up. Spot an article which belongs to yours truely. Photo taken in Boston.
Victor (Maryland), Chad (New Jersey) and Seth (Texas). Victor was the odd one out until I alerted him to the fact, to which he jumped up without a word and put on a plaid, giving a farmer boy look to the table. Plaids are big here, even unironically.
Casey (from Alabama) and I are patriotic outside some important building of the revolution or colonisation, in Boston.
For talent night I created a tiny, detailed, finger-puppet theatre that was barely visible to the audience and performed a parody far more suited to the big screen - The Day After The Day After Tomorrow. A la Theatre of the Absurd.
Casey drove Victor, Sonja, Seth and me down to Cape Cod. This is Victor walking along a wild stretch of beach.
Sonja on a wild Cape Cod beach.
Sonja, Victor and Seth on Cape Cod beach.
Lots of L'abri students had tatoos. Victor has a clock motif which symbolises his three brothers. Seth has a man reading a newspaper.
Shannon added a whole new dimension to her personality by breaking the conservative mid-western girl stereotype and getting a tatoo during her L'abri stay (it's a Celtic knot symbolising the Trinity). This little rebel will extend her break from her philosophy studies and return to L'abri next term as a helper. Missy (from Wisconsin) is coming back next term too. The tatoo on her wrist is a Psalm.
There was much dressing up for Halloween. I went as a go-go dancer (awaiting photos from Missy's Gamera). Here Seth is a gay.
Brandon as a Mormon for Halloween.
Dick and Mardi Keyes, Southborough L'abri founders. Or at least Victor and Missy in costume for Halloween.
Karl and Seth are busted after a brief tryst outside.
Don't you think this manequin I saw in Macy's looks like (my brother) Seth? It's his kind of outfit too.
A L'abri meal at the Morrells.
A socialist looking sculpture in the capital of the Free World.
Counter-intelligence.*A L'abri injoke. It's actually funny so maybe I'll explain in person..
posted by The Borg at
1:19 AM
12 Comments:
You can't have too many photos.
--Luke
By
Anonymous, At
2:34 PM
You want more?
OR
I put too many photos up?
OR
I put lots of photos up and that was a good thing?
By
The Borg, At
2:36 PM
All of the above ;) I was being ironic. Please post more or email me the nonblogworthy ones! Luv ya borgsta!
--Luke
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Anonymous, At
2:51 PM
Hey borg if your online at the moment go to the ship of fools chat room.
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Anonymous, At
3:04 PM
Shi I love the puppet theatre & puppets.
BTW did you think about yr ancestor arriving on that beach in his little boat 330 years ago?
Thanks for putting the piccies up.
Love
M
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Anonymous, At
12:16 PM
Nice photos Shy!
And I think I've spotted your article in the first pic- is that a Supre bag???? :)
By
Angus, At
1:16 AM
Well done Angus! The prize is one of my many Supre bags. If you can't wait until I get home to recieve it, feel free to head up to Margate and choose one yourself. ;)
They don't have Supre in America, so a Supre bag actually looks like an original handbag when carried on the American streets.
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The Borg, At
2:43 AM
Dammit, I should have said, "Angus, you've got it in the bag."
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The Borg, At
2:04 PM
I'll wait til you get back. Dooda needs a new pink Supre bag to carry all his computer stuff around in, so it'll make a nice gift. :)
By
Angus, At
6:58 PM
All right,
One: I am definitely NOT Franco-Swiss! I am mortally offended, Shiloh! You should be ashamed of yourself! I am American and Swiss!!! The French are a strange and barbarous people I have nothing to do with!
Two: Didn't I get voted hottest body of the term?! I mean, how can I be the hottest body of the term AND Mister Platonic Boy? They just don't fit... I am going to have to ask you to chose between the two and I am confident you will make the right decision.
Vincent.
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Anonymous, At
9:03 PM
And thanks for posting a picture of me with my very favourite vacuum cleaner. I mean, everyone knows that I fell in love with vacuum cleaning during my L'Abri experience. Well, I now have become pathologically dependant and obsessed with vacuum cleaning so it's a very delicate subject for me and right now my arm is twitching with the desperate need for the soothing feel of a vacuum cleaner handle thanks to that picture! Last, I am so grateful for your precision of my non-gayness. I really feel great about myself knowing that you feel the need to actually tell people I am not gay, just to be sure they won't think I am. It adds a whole new dimension to my virility! Having said that, I think you should post the dirty poem I wrote you...
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Anonymous, At
9:13 PM
I forgot to sign my last comment:
Sir Knight Vincent Olivier Laughery, Baron of the Round Table, Great Grandson of His Immensity Dr. Francis Schaeffer...
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9:17 PM
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