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remmers
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A College Chum
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Mar 23 11:55 UTC 1992 |
Dave was going to be a math major. But it wasn't too long into
his freshman year that he was saying that all mathematics is
trivial and uninteresting. Stupid and boring. Vacuous and
repetititve. Lifeless and sterile.
Is it necessary to say that I did not agree? I stuck with
mathematics, going on to earn a doctorate in the subject. Dave
switched to philosophy, then literature. Burned out on college at
one point and took a leave of absence, which he spent in Paris.
Didn't do much while he was there. Rented a little room
somewhere. Got up in the morning, wandered around the streets for
a while, ate, drank, went back to his room and slept. Sent me a
postcard now and then. His parents were worried about him.
He came back to school. Seemed to have gotten his head together.
Became something of an activist, or at least as much of an activist
as it was fashionable to be in those days. Wrote letters to the
school newspaper complaining about large class sizes. Not exactly
world-shaking radical activity, no?
I guess Dave graduated, a little behind the rest of us on account
of his leave of absence. I lost track of him. Actually, I never
found him to be that interesting a person, so I had no particular
desire to keep in touch. Okay I guess, just not real
interesting. I don't even know why I'm telling you this.
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frf
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response 1 of 52:
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Mar 23 22:09 UTC 1992 |
Have we met before?
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carl
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response 2 of 52:
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Feb 18 21:40 UTC 1993 |
Ah, the soul of a slumber nigh.
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other
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response 3 of 52:
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Mar 24 08:49 UTC 1994 |
Deva ju!
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other
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response 4 of 52:
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Mar 24 08:50 UTC 1994 |
(Like, wow, man! I can remember that happening to someone else that I've never
met.)
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bdp
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response 5 of 52:
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Mar 24 23:41 UTC 1994 |
(other is getting that grex-addiction)
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carl
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response 6 of 52:
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Mar 25 01:19 UTC 1994 |
'cause he's responding to himself or because he's using expressions
like "Nom de guerre"?
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vidar
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response 7 of 52:
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Mar 25 02:30 UTC 1994 |
...
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carl
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response 8 of 52:
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Mar 25 02:42 UTC 1994 |
BTW, what does Nom de guerre mean? Name of a guerrilla?
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lee
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response 9 of 52:
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May 5 20:39 UTC 1997 |
I thought it just meant penname.
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remmers
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response 10 of 52:
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May 5 21:20 UTC 1997 |
I believe that is "nom de plume".
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md
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response 11 of 52:
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May 7 10:50 UTC 1997 |
No, I believe that's "phnom penh." "Nom de plume" means "parallel park."
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remmers
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response 12 of 52:
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May 7 17:45 UTC 1997 |
Oh of course. Pardon my French. It's a Good Thing you're back
to correct me in such matters, Mr. MD.
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mary
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response 13 of 52:
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May 8 00:01 UTC 1997 |
I wonder if Michael logged in today because he sensed
we were talking about him over dinner at Cottage Inn
Cafe last night.
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md
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response 14 of 52:
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May 8 16:18 UTC 1997 |
"Remember md?"
"No."
"Pass the salt."
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remmers
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response 15 of 52:
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May 8 20:34 UTC 1997 |
No, it was more like:
"Wonder where md's disappeared to?"
"Dunno, but alien abduction is always a possibility."
"Pass the salt."
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lee
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response 16 of 52:
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May 21 17:43 UTC 1997 |
Cottage Inn Cafe?
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remmers
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response 17 of 52:
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May 22 01:45 UTC 1997 |
A restaurant in Ann Arbor, where the really neat meet, greet,
and subsequently eat.
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lee
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response 18 of 52:
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May 22 18:57 UTC 1997 |
What kinda grub do they serve there?
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remmers
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response 19 of 52:
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May 23 10:50 UTC 1997 |
Italian type grub. They used to be just a pizza joint but have
upscaled over the years.
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lee
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response 20 of 52:
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May 23 22:34 UTC 1997 |
Is this a favorite hangout of local grexers?
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remmers
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response 21 of 52:
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May 24 01:17 UTC 1997 |
Oh, not particularly. I can't think of any one place that I'd
call a "favorite hangout" for Grexers.
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lee
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response 22 of 52:
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May 24 19:25 UTC 1997 |
The Pumpkin?
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remmers
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response 23 of 52:
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May 25 11:57 UTC 1997 |
No, that's more of a "necessary" hangout.
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lee
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response 24 of 52:
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May 25 19:37 UTC 1997 |
Must... go... to... pumpkin... must... go...
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