Date: Thu, 01 Feb 1996 12:42:03 +0000 (GMT) From: "D.Strolovitch" To: Raphael Goldman yo yo. so how is the womb? jewish men's rap group is having an emergency meeting in bangor, wales, to determine whothe fuck logged in as jreed on sunday at ben-gurion. i knew that was sketchy, but sure enough, josh showed up last night, fresh from morrocco, where jews aren't allowed to email. someone changed his password and all. we're gonna try to hop over to dublin and find jen this weekend, or sometime next week. i have good classes but a crappy schedule, i.e. no long weekend, and josh doesn't travel on shabbat. heh heh... so write a longer message now... * * * * * Date: Wed, 28 Feb 1996 11:49:47 +0000 (GMT) From: Beatle Ed To: Ho jen dewan says she loves you 500 times. "yeah, yeah, yeah..." sorry. the problem with sending a jewish kid like me on study abroad is that he feels guilty when he realizes he's still essentially on holiday. its a vacation. its so beautiful today, i'm probably gonna have to ditch my impending assignments yet again and ride on over to anglesey. can you give me the exact date of the first seder? oh wait, there is only one, i keep forgetting... i had my first for-genuinely-communicative-purposes conversation in welsh the other night, at the tap & spille, as a matter of fact (the pub that you went to down by the pier). i was even complemented on my accent, given my stage of learning. 3 pints. i was outta there. i got my picutres of us. the one in the greek taverna is okay, if you can get past the fact the my glass of guinness is covering my whole face. the one in cork has our eyes at the very bottom, and is an otherwise very interesting picture of the junction of wall and ceiling. more arguments with big richard about why its okay not to have the "freedom" to carry a gun in the uk. stop admiring the US, you end up in texas. * * * * * Date: Wed, 20 Mar 1996 11:48:30 +0000 (GMT) From: Beatle Ed To: Taco B jen is on her way, singin' that irish sea shanty of the home we once knew. um... i always use the language lab computers, 'cause they're the fastest ones, and there's always some weird executive demonstration going on, where all sorts of well-dressed people who get fazed by the concept of "press the space bar" get to be impressed by u-bangor's state of the art Russian vocabulary tests. almost a virtual jewish men's rap group. i got mail from you, josh, joe, dan, and mark, all on the same day. i wept. hey, addresses, and stuff... joe wrote saying that we can't stay at astrid's because he couldn't, and of course he elaborated no further. he blamed it on a squeaky door at columbia. sometimes i wonder... lunchtime. * * * * * Date: Mon, 20 May 1996 15:02:48 +0100 (BST) From: Beatle Ed To: Ho right now it looks like either 124th and the street next to riverside with two of joe's acquaintances (i'd be subletting from his actual friend). he's on 103rd, so its nice and close, though also at the fringe of harlem. incidentally, if that's where i stay, the apartment will be better known as the offices of pogrowski, dinitz, & strolovitch. my sister's working on a sublet in park slope, apparently a funky yuppie jewish neighborhood in brooklyn, which'd be closer to where i'm working. who's be knowing. just show up at joe's and we'll work it out. that is, if he ever comes back from belize, and maybe goes t oberlin commencement, like he had said he would. i don't wanna leave here. i wanna roam the mountains all summer, festival and neolith hopping. my welsh-speaking has been recently revived, now that i keep meeting gay welsh guys. i was up till 4:30 last night going over chapter 11 of teach yourself. so yeah, montreal, three weeks tomorrow. two weeks today i take the train to leeds and meet the clan. i can't deal with the fact that my time is running out, and that i can't just go back right to next fall, when things will be nearly as good again.revision. studying. how the hell does that get done? i'm gonna go brood with a pint or four. * * * * *