Sunday, June 28, 2009

WHEN GREAT MINDS COME TOGETHER

Please, excuse the pretension of the title.

It's been so long since we've had a post. Summer can't have you that busy. (Well, maybe, we are after all TASPers, who above all, are busy getting some.)

But, there is finally an occasion this summer that demands a blog post: Katlin and Julieta are in the same place for the first time since August 2007! There have been many such reunions among all of us but this too-short TASPer frolic in it's final moments before we had to say goodbye brought forth a brilliant plan. So here goes:

We've always talked about TASP reunions (we mean all of 34 of us as the factotos don't get out of this one) but along with the dream of having one hell of a swinging TASPer rendezvous (according to spell check this is one word in English--wth?) was the reality of how impossible it would be to get so many people in one place at the same time. So, as we (J & K) drove around the parking lot where we waited for Julieta's aunt to come pick her up, we began to rattle on about a road trip. We started thinking about what the best drive would be and Katlin said something about driving across the United States. And then Julieta said something like "I want to go to New England too. And we should visit the Harvard-Yale-MIT kids." And then friends, it turned into an all out pick-up-every-TASPer-and-factotum road trip. Oh yeah. We would buy the bio-diesel bus off this guy Julieta knows who pretty much drives around the US running on what he gets from McDonald's greasiest deep frying baskets. We would start in Texas (because I said so...I guess. It seems like as good as any place to start at wait no, in Florida so that we get Niko). And head west. Pick up Big Mac and Linda in Tempe (if they were not at school of course, in which case maybe we could chill with their parents). Keep heading west. Break Dylan out of Deep Springs and forced gofer-slaughtering by busting through the gates (they must have gates, right? how else would anyone stay??)and sweeping him into our crazy-ass bus. Keep heading west hit up the rest of Cali getting everyone at Stanford and Berkley...maybe work on the tan at the beach--not that Julieta needs one--and go to Tijuana one night to get drunk and hopefully not killed). Um, drive east. MIDWEST TIME!! And we wouldn't go through Iowa for no reason--Brian Sherwin, check! Next pick up everyone at UChicago (yes, we pick Mac up twice dammit) and stir up a storm to rival the Blues Brother's police car chase. Keep heading east. And northish (we aren't exactly looking at a map this moment). Visit the ivies and thumb our noses at the rich brats clad in Lacoste and Ralph Lauren (actually we don't know what the hell they wear but whatever)and pick up about a third of the missing TASPers and make picking up Ibrahim really fast because there is more on NYC to come. Next reunite the original rule-breaking uber-exclusive couple (Chanel and Joe! We'd probably wouldn't have to go to both Rochester and Syracuse since I imagine they would already be reunited). At this point we should have all TASPers. We'd do this circut so that somehow we'd get to Cornell last (wait no, Olivia would be the last one!). And bust into the House by way of the kitchen pretending to be rowdy frat boys and drunken sorority girls and then refuse to leave until we had the house to ourselves. What exactly we do there is up to us. But two things are mandatory: trip to Collgetown Bagels and sunset at the peace sign--and this time, hell, we might accept that joint. After getting bored in Ithaca...onto NYC! We should just get stuck in traffic in the city and have a party raging inside the bus all night long. Finally drive all the way down to Miami and party the night away in the land of Valentine and maybe, if we're feeling daring visit Havana (although maybe V Fernandez would disapprove). And then it would be goodbyes and most likely terrible hangovers and then some tears and many, many facebook albums.

WE LOVE YOU! YOU ARE NOT FORGOTTEN!

Katlin & Julieta

(this is posted from Julieta's account because Katlin is having issues with posting on her account)

P.S. Katlin starts West Point on June 29th. Send her letters of encouragement (yes letters, as she has no internet access until Aug. 15th) at the address posted on facebook.

P.P.S. Julieta will be in Paris starting July 1st for about a month. If you are in Europe get your ass down to the city of lights and home of the triplets of Bellville to see her.

P.P.P.S. And if you want postcards from France post your address!

5 comments:

Julieta said...

Some corrections and amendments:

1. Julieta got confused. Ibrahim was accepted to MIT but went to Columbia in the end. So no MIT.

2. Totally Katlin's idea: entry on to the TASP bus costs exactly one bagel.

3. And any profanity or reference to possible drug use and certain drunkenness came all from Julieta.

Laura Kling said...

Oh my god, you guys, I'm so head over heels in love with you both.

And also mega grumpy I can't visit you in Paris. Send me a postcard.
P.O. Box 203253
New Haven, CT 06520.
And let me know who wants me to send them a card from Italy/Japan/the airport in New York. Because I will.

Julieta said...

I suck. I forgot to check the blog until I already got back from Paris. I am very sorry Laura but I have no extra postcards--but don't worry you'll still get something exciting in the mail. And yes Japan! Italy! Emily already promised me a joint call from you two.

Liv Carman said...

I'd ask for a postcard (despite the lateness), but I think that ridiculously Freudian Eiffel Tower one Laura sent me last year is 1) probably better than any postcard from France that I will ever receive in my life 2) probably better than any postcard I will ever receive from Laura Kling in my life.

Like, guys, there are so many phallic things in the picture, and in the background, there is lightning.

Laura Kling said...

oh no all we sent was an email but I hope you like it. I liked it.

Also, yeah, the postcard I sent Liv was pretty much ideal. So no worries.