PCC Memories

PCC Forums

Tue, 24 May 2005 00:59:43 -0500

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The Horton Supremacy

Wed, 06 Apr 2005 18:55:50 -0500

Want to do something that will make you feel naughty, look over your shoulder for an approaching floorleader and bring about a titillating sense of euphoria?

Graduation Day 2000

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 01:29:49 -0500

I wrote this the night I graduated. I was in a motel room with my parents, and I couldn't sleep. I knew I had to put down in words what I was feeling on this very big day.

Morbid, Part 1: Tiny Little Holes

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 01:20:03 -0500

As part of our pseudo-ritual, Kinsey Dickey, Steve Rahn and I would goof around during particularly dry Wednesday evening services. Kinsey marked the beginning of the morbid series by sharing with us her poem, Tiny Little Holes:

Morbid, Part 2: The World's Plaything

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 01:15:23 -0500

After reading Kinsey's morbid poem, Steve Rahn followed suit with an even more pathetic poem:

Morbid, Part 3: Corpse

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 01:15:00 -0500

Not to be outdone and seizing an opportunity to use my powers of melodrama, I composed my very own piece of literary morbidity:

Passing Notes

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 01:14:21 -0500

I was looking through an old journal (one of my first) and found this inscription by James Cowart, scribbled during the Sunday PM church service in the Sport Center, with the dim, blocky image from the screen reflecting on the high gloss floors and the echoes making a blessing virtually impossible...

Stranded at a Truckstop

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 01:10:01 -0500

I wrote this on my senior cuts with Chris Rose; we were headed up to his house in South Carolina when the alternator went on the car and we were stuck at this truckstop that itself seemed stuck. I learned a few interesting Broadway dance steps that night.

The Commons Tree

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 01:05:47 -0500

The melodrama continues, this time with a tree and a fiberglass base...

Outside Coberly North

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 01:00:58 -0500

Yes, over-the-top. But I thought I'd share some observations I made of the campus while still learning to write.

Why I Would Make A Good Junior Class Officer

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 00:49:10 -0500

by the one and only Jeremy Killian

Can I Come Back?

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 00:39:08 -0500

Found this while e-rooting through my hard drive... though it may come as a shock to most of you, I did get kicked out of PCC, and this was my (melodramatic) letter requesting permission to return and finish my degree.

White Glove Map

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 00:31:35 -0500

Which is sicker, drawing a map in Microsoft Word for white glove, or still having it, six years later?

PCC Pledge Page

Wed, 23 Mar 2005 23:50:50 -0500

Had to do it for old time's sake...

Luanne Mutsch (a Jars of Clay Remix)

Tue, 22 Mar 2005 00:13:26 -0500

LISTEN TO IT! - .MP3 | 2.5Mb | 2:45

Voices and Concept: Jesse Gardner; Josh Ludlam; Andy Martin Guitar: Josh Ludlam; Andy Martin

I came up with the words for the two verses one night trying to come up with a creative idea for PH (didn't we do great things for PH?) This is the result. Andy joined in with his amazing guitar skills and provided a fitting bridge and Josh played and sang backup. No offense , Luanne. Some of those quartet operettas on Sunday morning just really were not pleasant.