Florida/Rosicrucian Rosetta Stone
Feb. 26th, 2003 05:02 pmFirst of all, I got my tickets to Florida today! (Damn, every time I type that, I misspell it and it comes out as "Floriday", which sounds like some type of daily fluoride supplement.) I'll be there on the evening of April 3rd and will be leaving the morning of April 9th. I'm so excited to see you guys!
Second, last night's "Rosetta" reminded me of a funny that happened in college. (I posted this in Blurty last night when LJ was acting up, and of course, now Blurty is acting up. So some of you may have seen this already.) My alma mater is Santa Clara University - a small, beautiful, academically rigorous, Jesuit-run college mere blocks from San Jose, California. One of my close friends there was a great guy we called Spex. Spex was a history major, and he was really hot, funny, smart, and cool.
Anyway, one day Spex, my friend Kate, and I decide to go to the Rosicrucian Egyptian Museum - we were bored, it was within easy walking distance, and the admission was a mere $2. So we're looking around at all the stuff in this smallish museum, having a good time. All of a sudden Spex goes wild.
Spex: Dude, I can't believe it! Wow!!!
Kate & I: What?
Spex: Wow! That is SO cool!
K&I: What?
Spex: (soundlessly points, mouth agape)
K&I: Just tell us.
Spex: The ROSETTA STONE, man! It's the fuckin' Rosetta Stone! Do you have any idea how important this thing is? I can't believe they have it here! Dude, this is THE ROSETTA STONE!!!
K&I: It can't be the real Rosetta Stone. This is the Rosicrucian.
Spex: It is! It is!
I: (reading the signage) Right, Spex, that's because "replica" is Latin for "real", right?
We never let Spex live that one down. If I had any idea where Spex is now, I would totally call him. Spex, I miss you and your wanting-to-be-a-kept-man, cheering-us-up-with-kittens, needing-help-shaving-around-your-mohawk ass.
Second, last night's "Rosetta" reminded me of a funny that happened in college. (I posted this in Blurty last night when LJ was acting up, and of course, now Blurty is acting up. So some of you may have seen this already.) My alma mater is Santa Clara University - a small, beautiful, academically rigorous, Jesuit-run college mere blocks from San Jose, California. One of my close friends there was a great guy we called Spex. Spex was a history major, and he was really hot, funny, smart, and cool.
Anyway, one day Spex, my friend Kate, and I decide to go to the Rosicrucian Egyptian Museum - we were bored, it was within easy walking distance, and the admission was a mere $2. So we're looking around at all the stuff in this smallish museum, having a good time. All of a sudden Spex goes wild.
Spex: Dude, I can't believe it! Wow!!!
Kate & I: What?
Spex: Wow! That is SO cool!
K&I: What?
Spex: (soundlessly points, mouth agape)
K&I: Just tell us.
Spex: The ROSETTA STONE, man! It's the fuckin' Rosetta Stone! Do you have any idea how important this thing is? I can't believe they have it here! Dude, this is THE ROSETTA STONE!!!
K&I: It can't be the real Rosetta Stone. This is the Rosicrucian.
Spex: It is! It is!
I: (reading the signage) Right, Spex, that's because "replica" is Latin for "real", right?
We never let Spex live that one down. If I had any idea where Spex is now, I would totally call him. Spex, I miss you and your wanting-to-be-a-kept-man, cheering-us-up-with-kittens, needing-help-shaving-around-your-mohawk ass.
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Date: 2003-02-26 03:38 pm (UTC)Um, ew.
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Date: 2003-02-26 03:42 pm (UTC)Heh heheheh.