Special Tbanks part deux

And I forgot one thing- In light of my previous post, it is necessary that Laine and I thank Sarabeth for drinking the remainder. So, thank you Sarabeth. Now we can start our trip.

Drink The Remainder, again.

Hello everyone. Welcome to our travels. We created this blog in order to chronicle our haphazard journey through Peru, my personal Mecca. The title of this blog is a shout back to the time Kristin and Kara left Laine, Sarabeth, and I (the three responsible roommates) alone in our apartment for the week of finals last year. We tried our hardest to keep the apartment tidy but realized by the end of the week that if Kristin and Kara were to walk in, they might die on the spot due to the state of things at bine-oh-five. To hype ourselves up to clean, we had to drink the remainder at ten in the morning and somehow we got the cleaning done (while sleeping in Sisc’s bed, performing Ninja and African rituals, and stealing supersmashbrothers from fifth). Anyway- we hope to drink the remainder all trip this trip. Here is a poem about doing just that- which hopefully reflects our attitude toward life and towards these next 5 weeks.

Cliff Klingenhagen
Edwin Arlinton Robinson

Cliff Klingenhagen had me into dine
With him one day; and after soup and meat,
And all the other things there were ot eat,
Cliff took two glasses and filled one with wine
And one with wormwood. Then, without a sign
For me to choose at all, he took the draught
Of bitterness himself, and lightly quaffed
It off, and said the other one was mine.
And when I asked him what the deuce he meant
By doing that, he only looked at me
And smiled, and said it was a way of his.
And though I know the fellow, I have spent
Long time a-wondering when I shall be
As happy as Cliff Klingenhagen is.

eh gooch, wormwood? eh?

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