Golem Member Profiles 01-02

Old Member Profiles

Name:  Keira Dodd

Year:  Senior

Major:  English

Minor:  History

Nicknames:  K, Big K, Keiry, Ho-Bag

Titles:  President of Golem 

Point/Date of Origin:  5/5/80 at Armstrong Memorial Hospital in Kittanning,
PA.  Quite a monumental moment in history, up there with the invention of
cheez whiz.

Life Philosophy:  "In the end, the love you take is equal to the love you
make."--the Beatles.  "Eeek, eek!" -- Bongo the Monkey

Hobbies:  Reading stuff, writing stuff, sewing the latest in fashion
accessories and casual wear, collecting stuffed monkeys

Favorite book/movie/other:  (These keep changing) Book-- Charlotte's Web by
E. B. White, Movie-- Edward Scissorhands, Animal-- the Monkey, Bowel
Movement-- Poopie, Fiancee-- Jeff

General Nonsense:  "All we are saying is give poop a chance," the monkeys
at the Pittsburgh zoo said as they flung their feces at the fences.
Personally, I agreed with them.  Poopie is far underrated as a means of
entertaining oneself.  Just think of the sculptures you could make if you
just gave poop a chance.  I myself made one in the shape of Abraham
Lincoln the other day.  And my friend Bongo made one in the shape of his
genitals.  Power to the Poopie, right on! 

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Name:  Michael Flaherty

Year:  Junior.  Wow, have I been here that long already?

Major:  Environmental Science and Music, two fields of study with virtually nothing in common.

Minor: With majors like those, do you actually think I'd be crazy enough to try to minor in something as well?!

Nicknames:  Mike, Mikey (a name resurrected by my legions of fans), Flares (from the old church group), one of the boys who lives in Justin's room

Titles: The Lord (thank you Erik, wherever you are), The Writers' House Pet

Point/Date of Origin: Thursday, November 13, 1980, 9:30 pm at St. Vincent's Hospital, the seventh circle of incompetence, in glorious Erie, PA.

Life Philosophy:  Without evil there is no good.  Without villains there wouldn't be heroes.

Hobbies:  Breathing.  No breathe, no life.  I also play the piano, and I compose pretty music.  I also compose ugly music.  I do not discriminate.  Honestly, I would be Beethoven if Beethoven were me.  Oh, and I like to write fiction and poetry.  I'm quite sure that's why I'm in this little group.

Favorite book/movie/other: My favorite suffix is ?esque.  My favorite prefix is quasi-.  I prefer Coca-Cola to Pepsi, and Dick York was the better Darren on Bewitched.  Bubble Bobble is the goofiest Nintendo game ever made.

General Nonsense: The Sturgeon General lies at the bottom of the bay with his troops, plotting a sneak attack on the Bayfront.

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Name:  Audrey Jean Kemp

Year:  Senior

Major:  Communication Arts and Theatre (I am both dammit, I did the work for 
both, I'm doing the comps for both)

Minor: the sickness that Freud developed, otherwise known as anal psychology

Nicknames:  aud, whore, ho, high bitch (though not as high as Keira)

Titles:  writer's house whore, poet, artist, and reluctant exhibitionist

Point/Date of Origin: guy fox day, 22 years of yore

Life Philosophy: what the fuck,

Hobbies: drawing, writing, dressing men in shows, synchronizd swimming and 
cooking (Martha Stewart eats my leftovers for lunch.)

Favorite book/movie/other: Madeline L'Engle's "A Ring of Endless Light,"
everything Kevin Smith, early 80's John Hughs, and Dirty Dancing of course.

General Nonsense: does nonsense really belong to everyone?  How can it be 
general?

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Name: Tyler Lehnbeuter

Year: Freshman

Major: English

Minor: Gay and Lesbian Studies

Nicknames: babycakes (thank you, Becky), Jesus (don't ask), squirrel (blame my brother), and other unmentionables

Point/Date of Origin: Dallas, Texas June 7, 1982 - presents are welcomed

Hobbies: writing, listening to the Salt, playing basketball, smoking (wait, no, smoking is bad, or something), playing pool (poorly), wandering aimlessly in the rain

Life Philosophy: "Live to the point of tears." - Albert Camus
      "Believe in olive fingers." - some cracked out commercial
        "Did you spill vodka on my underwear?" - psycho friend across the hall
         "I never said I was perfect -- but can you take me home?" - Garbage
       "How could you be everything we were cracking you up to be?  We're cracking ourselves up, too; we're cracking ourselves up to be you.  I had you in my hand, now where'd you go?  Aurora.  I see you up ahead but I don't know if I can go as far as you go." - the Salt

General Nonsense: "Mommy staring at me like she wanna get kidnapped." 

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Name: Stephanie Petrella

 Year: Junior

 Major: History 

 Minor: Writing 

 Nicknames: Leon

 Titles: Princess

 Point/Date of Origin: 6-26-1981

 Life Philosophy: never eat more than you can lift

 Hobbies: eating, movie watching, being right all the time

 Favorite book/movie/other: current favorite book: the fellowship
of the rings (of course)  current favorite movie: memento (what else?)

 General Nonsense: i am so predictable...i can't even handle it.
someone should really put me out of my misery.  i could spend my
entire life eating fine (foreign) cuisine, while listening to NPR
(i am a huge dork), with my cool friends who are attentively 
watching re-runs of mr. belevadeer(sp?) and writing odes to my 
singing ability, that really, if you think about it, far exceeds 
that of any pop diva including whitney huston (is she still alive),
madonna, celine dion, and my pesonal favorite, britney spears.

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Name:  Anne Rundle

Year: Finally a senior!!!!!! (Graduating Jan. 2002)

Major: English, the coolest major there is.

Minor: History

Nicknames: Annie, Pinkie

Titles: Lord over my composition

Point/Date of Origin:  Early morning on November 18, 1978 (Yeah, I'm old, 
I am 23 by the time you read this. The "fun (or not so fun) fact about that date is that on this  date in history (there's the history major in me talking) hundreds of people committed suicide by drinking poison Flavoraid in Jonestown, Guyana because they were members of the cult led by Jim Jones.  It was one of those creepy things that happens when people believe in   something too much.

Life Philosophy: I have two, so I'll subject you to both of them... 
"If it isn't fun, why do it?"- Ben & Jerry's   "Life is good" -a clothing brand

Hobbies: writing, reading, tennis, bowling, running, acting, yoga, movies.

Favorite book/movie/other: Hmmm... The Color Purple (book and movie), also Harry & Catherine by Frederick Busch

General Nonsense:  uh, Hi! How are you?!

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Name: Jen Scaringe

Year: Senior.  Does that mean I get a discount card?  What?  I *don't*?
That's not fair!  After four years of hard work, you'd think I'd get
*something*!

Major: English.  Would you like a novel with that?

Minor: Computer Science. The key to all world power. >:)

Nicknames: "That Girl Jen"; Super Jen; Cherry; Fuu; Jen-nee-chan.

Titles: Scribe of ARGO; Dawn Treader; Author-sama; Anne's Magic 8-Ball
(don't ask); Wielder of the Righteous Sword of Righteousness; Nanowrimo
Winner (ask me about my novel ;)); Generalissimo Who Maintains Peace in the
East Commanding with Battle-Axe All Military Affairs.

Point/Date of Origin: The person known to the world as Jennifer Scaringe
came into fruition August 13, 1980.  But does the soul really *have* a point
of origin?  I mean, they're immortal, right?  But are they immortal both
ways, both backwards *and* forwards in time?

Life Philosophy: Joy. Always Joy. :)
For more, I would direct the reader to my file, "Quotes": a 20+ page (and
growing) Word file consisting of quotations that make up the bulk of my
"Life Philosophy".

Hobbies: Writing, doodling, reading, anime, playing piano, singing,
sky-watching, general dreaming.

Favorite book/movie/other:  I have to pick one?!  That's like asking me to
pick a favorite star in the sky! There are so many great movies I've seen
and books I've read!  Erm, but to give you a ball-park figure (as it were),
one of my favorite books of all time is "One Thousand Beautiful Things". And
I love the Fantasia movies and "Singin' in the Rain".

General Nonsense: Here are just a bunch of things to describe this point
in my life: Hi, Brian! Luv ya muchly! You come first, of course, always :);
Nanowrimo (go Lis!); Order of the Garret; mindspace; contemplating the point
I'm at in my writing (how *do* I keep all those characters together?
Especially Darien and Arthur and Dorcat!); rooming with Anne in the
Burrow--remember our title list, and sunsets, and the Harry Potter jackets
and Ugly Bert, and wall scrolls and your Julie shrine and my shrine to Anne
McCaffrey, and stress management and staying up talking and laughing and
crying and eating ramen, and mint chocolate chip straight from the carton,
and Sakura and Utena and lots of wasabi; grad school applications and me
dying under stress; Saber Marionette J; The House that Anime Built;
Audiogalaxy Satellite and Winamp--how would I survive without them?; the
Harry Potter movie, and waiting for Lord of the Rings and Star Wars Episode
II to come out; cough medicine; the Chinese Buffet and its pagoda booth (so
many memories!); and sleepovers with pocky, and watercolors hanging on the
walls.

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Name: Dana M. Zufall

Year: Sophomore

Major: Biology

Minor:  Writing

Nicknames:

Titles: Sometimes my friends call me Mom.  (I haven't decided how I feel
about that yet.)

Point/Date of Origin: Sometime in September-I don't really remember the
event.

Life Philosophy:  Wanderers-those who never see it; Followers- those who see
it but never pursue it on their own; Achievers-those who see it and pursue
it; Leaders- those who see it, pursue it, and help others see it

Hobbies: music, hanging out with my sorority sisters, writing poetry, and
beating up on my best friend Shannon

Favorite book/movie/other: BOOKS- Letters To A Young Doctor by Richard
Selzer, You Will Hear Thunder by Anna Akhmatova

General Nonsense:  Story:  There was a bird that was flying south for the
winter, but then he became frozen and fell to the ground.  Then a cow came
and shit on him.  The bird became unfrozen and woke up and was happy to be
alive and began to sing.  A cat came along and picked the bird up and ate
him.

The moral of the story is    anyone who shits on you is not neccessarily
your enemy and whoever gets you out of shit  isnt necessarily your friend.
 

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