Friday, May 11, 2007

Scenes from the Humanities & Languages end-of-semester party

Jeanne's place is in Tustin, and it's lovely, inside and out.

Limber Lou played with the dog. He was pretty smiley. Lou, I mean.

Bea w/ flan, I think.

Kate & Brenda sat on the porch, like Andy & Barney. I think I was Floyd.

Steve (& Jeanne). You'd never guess lookin' at him, but Steve's our "religion" guy. He's good.

Shel w/ shark cap. I see him maybe once a year, and he's always wearing that thing. (He always reminds me that I gave it to him.)

Lisa, observing me on the floor with my camera, seemed dubious. "Taking pictures up ladies dresses, eh?" said a nearby Red Emma. Nope, I was just down there talkin' with the dog.

Red qua Dick—and Fumiko qua Fumiko.

Frank grabbed my camera with a big show of annoyance. He took a snap of Jeanne 'n' me.

Karima, dean of H&L, among other things.

Lou was happy, playin' fetch with a drool ball. I hosed it off.

Jeanne reads to Lou. Somethin' about executing a servant girl for spillin' milk. You know: a children's book.

Jan & Jeff are happier than ever, I think. Somebody said that they're retiring. Could be.


Anonymous said...

Looks like a nice party. Also, looks like bingo night down at the AARP.

reina vegetal said...

Thanks Roy for the great pix. I am always thinking I should have pix of these people I spend so much time with, now I do. Next party in the canyon!

Anonymous said...

we're like the whos in whoville...

Anonymous said...

more like the anyones in how town

Anonymous said...

no, no no!

it is very e.e. cummings:

anyone lived in a pretty how town

anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn't he danced his did.

Women and men (both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

children guessed (but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more

when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone's any was all to her

someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)

one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
with by spirit and if by yes.

Women and men (both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain

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