Post by rat on Jan 31, 2009 14:34:54 GMT -5
I been at Kirkwood for some months now, and I now look back at the dust-accumulating Williamsburg. I know she is heartbroken to see me gone... and I must confess, I feel something missing for her as well.
later half of 7th grade, the beginning of 2003. I remember a one Tomme Lichte spontaneously conversing with me. I guess that's when we instantly became friends. The next following days he insisted on bringing me to his table at lunch with Jake Harney, Colin Sandberg, Jayme West, Levi Brennemen, Josh Baerg, Seth Bean, and a bunch of people who followed Tomme around that we have all thankfully forgotten about. Remember eating lunch in that brand new multi-purpose room? I remember Tomme leaping from table to table and laughing when everyone around desperately grasped for the seats directly near him. I heard them speaking of a website... the original Tenlynchingmen.com. My first topic was GRACE! in which I posted Grace's name over and over again about a hunder'd times. It wasn't so much that I was obsessed with the girl as it was a childish way for me to ruin my friends' website. And Shannon was mean to me there. I remember the very limited selection of "Avatars" you could pick from. There was the monkey from Family guy (picked by Jason), some more family guy stuff, some Homestarrunner stuff, a yellow smiley face (picked by Shelby Williams), and other stuff I don't remember. I don't even remember MY avatar. But anyway, eventually that website crashed (with the GRACE! Topic still on the first page) and devolved into today's puddle of lazy lynching people (Seriously, how many people have we lynched lately?). That summer, I met with Tomme, Colin, and Jake at our respective houses every day before I went to Holden's (every day... ). I remember sometime during that time when Jake's house caught fire. I'd never been in Jake's house before then, but afterwards, we always met on that house next to the super-hill where selected wheels would tumble us into doom. That is, the intersection where the crossing traffic didn't stop. I remember we set up stereos, amps and PS 2 in that shed at Jake's. That's when Jason-from-Texas came back to visit. I remember you all were playing music I couldn't "hear" with my ears so obsessed with more complicated stuff, single-player skating games that were very boring to watch, and out-of-tune guitars that made me stealthily nauseated. All the same, there was no where else I'd rather be than the shack, tearing up Jake's lawn and garbage with all sorts of nasty metal objects. We also started goin to Colin's old apartment-esque box that overlooked the square. hen we staged an alarming scene in the square at around midnight where Jake and Tomme pushed me off of Tomme's speedbike and started kicking in my ribs while claiming to passer-byers "He was on our turf!" Some High-schoolers scared us back to Colin's house by shooting bottle-rockets at us. I remember playing GTA 3 for the whole night. Another time we stayed the night at Jake's. I played Stick RPG all night. During bedtime, I creeped up on everyone in my half-sleep delirium and touched them inappropriately. The next morning, we went to the Sunshine restaurant with no awkward feelings. I 'member Tomme's house on Circle Terrace. That's where we discovered Xgen studios and Homestarrunner. The newest strongbad episode at that time was "Mile," an episode that I still have memorized in its entirety. We tried playing bass and guitar and synthesizer together sometimes, but never really came up with anything great (unless you count the song about Grace that Tomme wrote for me, a particular song that was by no means great). However, we did begin a hilarious comedy series on Tomme's wicked stereo/recording studio system where Lucifer attempts to order a pizza from a ditzy delivery girl ("You're uglier than anyone I'VE ever seen, and I've seen a lot of albinos down here"). Somewhere along the way, I met Andrew Johnston and Bluebs at Cross Country. I liked Cross Country. Tomme and Levi were with me until Freshman or Sophomore year. But anyway, I understood the meaning of the term "Runner's High." It was fun until Stolze got on me about not being competitive enough. I wasn't really in it to be competitive, and my lust for running dwindled, resulting in me, Trevor, Johnston, Bluebs, Big Neumann, little Neumann, and a wide assortment of people - really - just ditching XC to invade Colin's new basement/dungeon. I remember Brandt Heitmann yelling at us one day saying "You guys keep on slacking and I'll be beating you." We laughed at him, 'cus he was about the worst runner in the state. Sure enough, next year, he was beating ALL of us. I should feel bad about this, but it actually makes me laugh. I remember bringing you guys to me house for "Randomly Sporatic band practice." We were just random enough to practice sometimes. Does anyone remember how our hit single "Tragos" actually went? We recorded it on a cassette tape and speeded it up, and it was amazing. Jordan Bigbee was playing guitar, I was playing bass AND drums, everyone else was playing random percussion instruments and screaming. But it sounded good. After band practice, we hit the town on our skates.
Other events of greatness... We wrote two scenes for the Jr. High production of Wizard of Oz and were labeled "The Creative Crew." However, the only people given credit for it were Colin and Me.
The trips to Mrs. Stewart's house... Everyone loved Mrs. Stewart. She helped us write "Lord of the Trousers", disregarding the slack-jaw'd number of vulgarities.
LAN parties at Neumann's. Counterstrike, Warcraft III, Counterstrike, Quake, Team Fortress, Counterstrike, Starcraft, incessent sniping by Neumann in COUNTERSTRIKE! Everyone but me seemed to fear Neumann's mom. I was the only one who would ever stay past midnight.
The Improv. group of Tomme, Colin, Jake, and me. The original 2nd generation lynching men. Made it to State every year.
Tomme got us into the newspaper, asking the town hall to give us a skate park. Still no skate park. May the good fight persist!
The formation of "The Chart", where we met at Jake's shed, drew up a constitution on a bunch of notecards, hid from Jake's sister, and threw snowballs at each other.
Anyone else suffering nostalgia? I haven't really seen anyone as friends for a real long time. When we get together, everyone keeps trying to play new D&D or single-player console games or directs all attention to their girlfriend or just be's solitary/spiteful.
Compared to my friends at college, I gotta say you guys were awesome.
Here's one fer the good 'ol days.
~Rat
later half of 7th grade, the beginning of 2003. I remember a one Tomme Lichte spontaneously conversing with me. I guess that's when we instantly became friends. The next following days he insisted on bringing me to his table at lunch with Jake Harney, Colin Sandberg, Jayme West, Levi Brennemen, Josh Baerg, Seth Bean, and a bunch of people who followed Tomme around that we have all thankfully forgotten about. Remember eating lunch in that brand new multi-purpose room? I remember Tomme leaping from table to table and laughing when everyone around desperately grasped for the seats directly near him. I heard them speaking of a website... the original Tenlynchingmen.com. My first topic was GRACE! in which I posted Grace's name over and over again about a hunder'd times. It wasn't so much that I was obsessed with the girl as it was a childish way for me to ruin my friends' website. And Shannon was mean to me there. I remember the very limited selection of "Avatars" you could pick from. There was the monkey from Family guy (picked by Jason), some more family guy stuff, some Homestarrunner stuff, a yellow smiley face (picked by Shelby Williams), and other stuff I don't remember. I don't even remember MY avatar. But anyway, eventually that website crashed (with the GRACE! Topic still on the first page) and devolved into today's puddle of lazy lynching people (Seriously, how many people have we lynched lately?). That summer, I met with Tomme, Colin, and Jake at our respective houses every day before I went to Holden's (every day... ). I remember sometime during that time when Jake's house caught fire. I'd never been in Jake's house before then, but afterwards, we always met on that house next to the super-hill where selected wheels would tumble us into doom. That is, the intersection where the crossing traffic didn't stop. I remember we set up stereos, amps and PS 2 in that shed at Jake's. That's when Jason-from-Texas came back to visit. I remember you all were playing music I couldn't "hear" with my ears so obsessed with more complicated stuff, single-player skating games that were very boring to watch, and out-of-tune guitars that made me stealthily nauseated. All the same, there was no where else I'd rather be than the shack, tearing up Jake's lawn and garbage with all sorts of nasty metal objects. We also started goin to Colin's old apartment-esque box that overlooked the square. hen we staged an alarming scene in the square at around midnight where Jake and Tomme pushed me off of Tomme's speedbike and started kicking in my ribs while claiming to passer-byers "He was on our turf!" Some High-schoolers scared us back to Colin's house by shooting bottle-rockets at us. I remember playing GTA 3 for the whole night. Another time we stayed the night at Jake's. I played Stick RPG all night. During bedtime, I creeped up on everyone in my half-sleep delirium and touched them inappropriately. The next morning, we went to the Sunshine restaurant with no awkward feelings. I 'member Tomme's house on Circle Terrace. That's where we discovered Xgen studios and Homestarrunner. The newest strongbad episode at that time was "Mile," an episode that I still have memorized in its entirety. We tried playing bass and guitar and synthesizer together sometimes, but never really came up with anything great (unless you count the song about Grace that Tomme wrote for me, a particular song that was by no means great). However, we did begin a hilarious comedy series on Tomme's wicked stereo/recording studio system where Lucifer attempts to order a pizza from a ditzy delivery girl ("You're uglier than anyone I'VE ever seen, and I've seen a lot of albinos down here"). Somewhere along the way, I met Andrew Johnston and Bluebs at Cross Country. I liked Cross Country. Tomme and Levi were with me until Freshman or Sophomore year. But anyway, I understood the meaning of the term "Runner's High." It was fun until Stolze got on me about not being competitive enough. I wasn't really in it to be competitive, and my lust for running dwindled, resulting in me, Trevor, Johnston, Bluebs, Big Neumann, little Neumann, and a wide assortment of people - really - just ditching XC to invade Colin's new basement/dungeon. I remember Brandt Heitmann yelling at us one day saying "You guys keep on slacking and I'll be beating you." We laughed at him, 'cus he was about the worst runner in the state. Sure enough, next year, he was beating ALL of us. I should feel bad about this, but it actually makes me laugh. I remember bringing you guys to me house for "Randomly Sporatic band practice." We were just random enough to practice sometimes. Does anyone remember how our hit single "Tragos" actually went? We recorded it on a cassette tape and speeded it up, and it was amazing. Jordan Bigbee was playing guitar, I was playing bass AND drums, everyone else was playing random percussion instruments and screaming. But it sounded good. After band practice, we hit the town on our skates.
Other events of greatness... We wrote two scenes for the Jr. High production of Wizard of Oz and were labeled "The Creative Crew." However, the only people given credit for it were Colin and Me.
The trips to Mrs. Stewart's house... Everyone loved Mrs. Stewart. She helped us write "Lord of the Trousers", disregarding the slack-jaw'd number of vulgarities.
LAN parties at Neumann's. Counterstrike, Warcraft III, Counterstrike, Quake, Team Fortress, Counterstrike, Starcraft, incessent sniping by Neumann in COUNTERSTRIKE! Everyone but me seemed to fear Neumann's mom. I was the only one who would ever stay past midnight.
The Improv. group of Tomme, Colin, Jake, and me. The original 2nd generation lynching men. Made it to State every year.
Tomme got us into the newspaper, asking the town hall to give us a skate park. Still no skate park. May the good fight persist!
The formation of "The Chart", where we met at Jake's shed, drew up a constitution on a bunch of notecards, hid from Jake's sister, and threw snowballs at each other.
Anyone else suffering nostalgia? I haven't really seen anyone as friends for a real long time. When we get together, everyone keeps trying to play new D&D or single-player console games or directs all attention to their girlfriend or just be's solitary/spiteful.
Compared to my friends at college, I gotta say you guys were awesome.
Here's one fer the good 'ol days.
~Rat