Nothing interesting happened to the Mennonites, the Amish or anyone remotely related to them this week. Come on, people … these posts don’t write themselves, you know. So I’ll leave you with stuff that is marginal at best (consider yourself warned).
- EMU’s Oakwood dorm is coming down (I once described this residence to someone as a testosterone-filled, piss-and-beer-stained, cum-soaked den of homoeroticism. And I think I was being kind.)
- They are right. Rumspringa does sound like a drink. Make up the recipe and I’ll post.
- Who’s more qualified to talk about women’s sexuality then men? Sigh.
Let this be a warning to you …. Get out there and make some news.
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I remember being on the summer housekeeping crew and finding a dead cat in the freezer and a hatchet in somebody’s room – among the more interesting artifacts found in Oakwood.
One of my seminary friends was the last RA for Oakwood this past year. During our May Term, after all the students had moved out, he gave me a tour through its darkened and trashed halls. There was something post-apocalyptic about the place.
In regards to artifacts — apparently, my friend had discovered a blow up doll in the drop ceiling in one of the lounges. And then there was the time when students cooked feces in a crock pot…
They should write a book … Surviving Oakwood or something like that.
I, too, served on the cleaning crew one summer and we dreaded, DREADED, going into Oakwood. But we never found blow-up dolls or dead cats. I might never have gone back if we had.