Article: 119327 of rec.arts.sf.written.robert-jordan Path: news_server.cs.unc.edu!newz.oit.unc.edu!concert!gatech!bloom-beacon.mit.edu!spool.mu.edu!news.sgi.com!news.msfc.nasa.gov!newsfeed.internetmci.com!info.ucla.edu!nnrp.info.ucla.edu!usenet From: PamBasham Newsgroups: rec.arts.sf.written.robert-jordan Subject: Re: Berkeley DFS Date: Wed, 28 Aug 1996 15:26:30 -0700 Organization: University of California, Los Angeles Lines: 125 Message-ID: <3224C796.2EDD@surgery.medsch.ucla.edu> References: NNTP-Posting-Host: 149.142.177.26 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Mailer: Mozilla 2.01Gold (Win95; I) CC: pbasham@surgery.medsch.ucla.edu Emma Pease wrote: > Just as we finished the soup and mu shu pork, an unexpected coterie of > darkfriends from that lost city to the south (LA), arrived. PJ, > Kevin, and Pam knowing of the social and unable to endure the southern > heat drove up to Berkeley for the weekend. ObJohn Novak/Pam Korda: "You drove all this way just to see people you don't even know?" > Subjects of discussion, > [munch 1-5] > 6. Chinese food Including the dubious joys of Hot Duck Webs and Stir-Fried Anchovies in Peanut Sauce. >(avoid the vegetable dishes at Taiwan, too much cornstarch) The sauce congeals to a very... umm... interesting consistency. Which was a perfect opening for mention of Julie Barracuda Sister and the Mucus thread... > 7. Parking in Berkeley and elsewhere "I'm parked somewhere over by the Clarendon metro stop." -Bill Garrett > 8. ... (I'll let others fill this in) 8. VMI and The Citadel as the Last Bastions of the old Confederacy, which led to a discussion about potential U.S. state secessions, including Northern from Southern California and New Jersey, and the entire state of Texas (no objections were raised regarding the latter). 9. Extreme over-sensitivity regarding Thesis presentations "You mean he tried to hide the bodies *after* everyone ran screaming from the building?!?" -PamB 10. College and freshman hazing "Well, no one can *find* Ithaca." -Esther "He left a jar of TANG as a bribe. It didn't work." -Courtenay Footman 11. Unfortunately named Persons of Importance "Hooker comes into town with a bang!" --Newspaper headline hanging on Bill's wall at work 12. Shop Talk "Just once I'd like to sit down with friends and talk about Java and it's only a cup of coffee." -frend of Bill's We did not recite the Dark Friends' Oath, lacking the appropriate... uh... paraphernalia. Unfortunately, due to the acoustics in the Taiwan Restaurant (or lack thereof) I wasn't able to hear a lot of what went on on the other side of the table, so I don't have quotables from Emma, Don or Sharon. After Sharon left and Emma had to leave to catch the last run of the BART, the remainder of us sat around for a while longer drinking tea and generally annoying the restaurant staff. Courtenay succombed to jet lag, Don declared that he and Esther needed to get home, so we all left the Taiwan. Bill and we, the Lost City contingent, decided the night was yet young, and went in search of beer. Bill refused to pay for parking, so we embarked on the Search-for-Free-Parking-Anywhere-Near-a-Berkeley-Bar-on-Saturday- Night and ended up parked blocks away from Telegraph St., where the bars are. It was night in the Bay area, and we were all freezing. "Hey, this is summer weather!" Bill said, hugging his jacket closed. While we walked, Bill shared his tip for how to keep from getting too drunk too early on Telegraph St., which amounts to pacing your beers with trips to the CD music stores: "Beer-CD's-Beer-CD's..." Finally at the bar, Bill and PJ went to get beer and came back with Bog Water. We began the Great Sweet-N-Lo Experiments: Did you know that Sweet-N-Lo and Grey Poupon mustard create a slow-fused explosive device? "But of course!" Anyone who uses Grey Poupon mustard in a bar deserves what they're gonna get at that table, anyway. They closed the bar at a disgracefully early hour. We were very disappointed in Berkeley; for a town supposedly full of leftist hippie rebels, it's dead after one a.m. Everything was closed, even the Taco Hell that said "Open Late." We left Berkeley with our own chosen souvenir ("It's a cutting from the Tree of Life!"), which we acquired by the simple expedient of shutting the car door on a branch and driving away with it. We were hungry again and Bill had dry mouth and kept spitting. Kevin and PJ offered to snort along while he spat, in the spirit of tWOT and male body-noises camaraderie. After driving and driving and driving around, we finally found what is apparently the *only* all-nite diner on the East Bay, and amused ourselves with lame jokes about the sign hanging there advertising "Hot Links and Eggs, $1.99" before heading home. A few last quotes: "I bet I've got a 10-12 foot range..." "I was raised in a Two Rivers manner, but I think everyone should go to a strip club at least once." Thanks to everybody up in the Bay Area for making our Escape From L.A. such a good time! -- -Pam Basham ----------------------------------------------- "Gone to see Gundebald... Back soon."