Notes from SunnyJay

Good evening my fair friends and random readers!  Today I’ve got a college roommate story for you.  Below is a picture of Tage, the subject of our story.

My roommate, Tage, happens to have a habit of talking in his sleep.  The past few nights I’ve been awoken by what I thought was him talking on a cell phone, but wasn’t.  Its actually funny, its not just random words or phrases, its complete sentences and thoughts.

Well the problem is that I can never remember what he said by the time morning comes.

So this morning I tell Tage about this and he is understandably surprised.  Then, being the prankster that I am, went one step further and asked who “Jessica” was.  He looked back at me in confusion.  “Well, you kept murmering, ‘no Jessica, no, don’t leave, Jessica, Jessica…etc.’ in your sleep last night.”

He was clearly surprised, and explained that ”Jessica” was his BEST friend back home in Waterford.

I then had to explain that he hadn’t really said anything like that, and that I had just pulled a random name from my hat to use in this prank, which turned out wonderfully!

And rest assured that tonight, I sleep with pen and paper handy!

So, “aaah yes, the conference…” -Me in my sleep

Sam, you’ve never guess what I found!  Enjoy!

You all know the game Battleship? Well I wrote the following little story, if you can call it that, about a game that Sam and I played while he was here. I posted it because… um… well… I kinda liked it!

“We were duking it out, I had sunk all his ships, he all of mine, except for one, naturally. It was a stalemate, we spent hours cruising through the dense fog, trying to find one another, and then suddenly out of the gloom rose an immense shape, the huge gray hulk of his Destroyer loomed up out of the haze. Captain Jason Cunningham had nothing else to do but fire upon the ship, which he did. ‘Fire One!’ A sleek black torpedo sped across the water toward the enemy ship. ‘Fire two!’ Another gleaming missile with a stream of bubbles, raced away from the ship. Then a thunderous ‘BOOOOOOMMMM!’ sounded from the enemy ship, they are firing on us! Quickly Captain Cunningham reversed the Engines, but to no avail the shot hit his ship seriously damaging it. They were taking on water, while the pumps strained to keep the ship afloat, Capt. Cunningham ordered ‘Fire Three!!’ And with that another sleek torpedo propelled off to deliver the lethal hit to the Enemy vessel. Within minutes their foe had sunk, and hundreds of desperate crewmen (Most looking exactly like Sam) drifted helplessly in the water. Most never to be heard from again. That’s when Admiral Cunningham (He got a promotion) saw Captain Branchaw swimming toward his boat, he was helped aboard, by two strong seamen. ‘Ah, captain Branchaw, seems as though I have won again!’ said Jason with a cold tone of defiance, ‘No, you can’t have!’ said Sam, ‘Couldn’t have.’ corrected Jason (For that he was promoted to Admiral of the Fleet) Sam retorted, ‘I don’t care! You Nasty Naval Nuisance!’ ‘Nonsense’ said Jason and with that ordered that Sam be locked down deep within the bowels of the wounded ship, to be taken back to shore and interrogated!”

Join us next week for… “Saddam and Gamora” the story of one Irati (Yes, Not Iraqi, Irati) Dictator and his friendly brother, Gamora.

From the David and Jason Archives:

David: Tonight I went out to dinner with Jason. I thought this would finally be the night that I successfully poisoned him. No such luck. The cook refused my bribe. ::Shrugs::

Jason: We went to Red Lobster and had… well.. Shrimp! I talked to the cook about maybe the use of Rat poison in his dinner, but she just laughed..

D: We had lobster and shrimp, actually. But before we could go in and sit down, we had to … well, stay outside and stand up!

J: Yeah, for hours, and hours…

D: Just one hour, Jason.

J: yeah but it was with you..

D: Annnnyway! We played this cool mime game, where we shaped the air into objects, then used them. Like, for example, I turend the space into a beard, combed it, then shaved it off and handed it to Jason, who used the hair to make a feather duster!

J: He then ruined it! The.. um.. anyway. But we had this really cute boy watching us who gave up the live lobster to watch something stranger..

D: Yeah … I noticed he was staring at you in particular, Jason.

J: What can I say, I made him laugh!

D: Mmhm. You make lots of people laugh. That or cry, flee in horror, whatever. So, finally we got seated by our very nice waitress.

J: Her name was… um… Noosha! That was it Noosha! What a name! anyway we was ::Gasps:: U-B-E-R-L-Y.. uberly cool!

D: “We was uberly cool?” Um … Jason? All that time aboard the Titanic and you still talk like that? What would your mother say?

J: She would probably say, “Jason, son, We was never tought to spoke like that!” and she’d be right!

D: I need a drink … oh, hey, that brings us back to the evening! (Gotta wrap this up within the next nine minutes or so…) Noosha took our drink order, then gave us some time to figure out what we wanted. Except that we couldn’t decide whether we wanted the Lobster Paradise or the Lobster Chops.

J: So we got both, at Noosha’s suggestion, what a salesperson! Then we got these great Biscuits!

D: Cheesy … buttery … really good. ::Looks at Jason:: But, um, go ahead. Didn’t mean to interrupt, or anything.

J: thank you! Anyway, then our drinks arrived, healthy, clear, cool, refreashing, spring water for me, and junk for him!

D: You’ll notice he tried to swap his water for my Sprite while I wasn’t looking…

J: THATS NOT TRUE! you were too looking!

D: So, then our salads came. Ceasar salads for all!

J: Yes, Ceasar! Nothing like it… well… there’s Ranch, but well they didn’t have the taste to have that. Well actually I couldn’t taste it because… well NEVERMIND!! so then David made me talk and talk and talk while he ate his salad! And He made me talk and talk talk, like a slave on a talking plantation! Then as if that weren’t enough…

D: Two things … Caesar is so much better than Ranch. Second, you should have said, “Conversation Plantation.” ‘Cause that rhymes, and is all cool like that. Yeah.

J: Yeah, but I couldn’t spell that!!

D: “And, ovah heah, ve have some more LOVELY convasasions!! Convasasions? Convasasions? How do you say that?”

J: Exactly! Then the food came. Noosha –

D: ::Interrupts:: Which, by the way, sounds like the name of a killer whale at a water park. No slur on our wonderful waitress intended but … really! Anyway, back to you in the studio, Jason.

J: — came swooping down like a killer wale at a water park and swallowed my salad! actually she just removed what was left after I asked her to. (I was finished! finished I tell ya Finished!!)

D: She also brought with her the entrees — ::Gets interrupted by the arrival of a number of rabbits. Blinks, and moves on:: — … shrimp and lobster. Very good! We ate, etc.

J: Then David grabbed his lobster from his plate, and flung it at the people at the next table who were talking too loud!

D: … No … that didn’t happen … Jason, are you sure that shrimp was fresh? It seems to have unexpected side effects. ::Cues the purple puppies::

J: Well I had to make it a little more interesting.. just us eating isn’t very… well… fun!

D: Yeah, but it was. We had a blast, right Jason?

J: In all truthfullness.. yes! it was a blast, and we NEED to do it again sometime! Anyway, then the fun part came! We Finished!!

D: Next time we do it, though, Gart has to come along.

J: Yeah I guess, but it was kinda fun just the two of us. but we should deff. do it at least once with the three of us!

D: Yep. Soundink goot. Anyhoo! We finished, and Noosha brought us our check.

J: And we jumped up and down for joy! A check for $46.50 just for us!!! YAHOOO!!!

D: We’re rich! WEEEEEEEEE’RRRE … wait … not THAT kind of check, Jason! The one WE have to pay!

J: oh. Darn it!

D: So, we sat there for, like, five minutes trying to figure out just how we were going to give a good tip, with the odd bills that we had. Then I was like … “Hang on, this is a nice restaurant in America. Ah’duh, I’ll bet they’ll be able to give us change!”

J: He was right! For once..

D: Yeah! Hey…

J: ANYWAY!… we gave her a nice tip, because I’m nice and he’s nice, so we decided to give her that nice tip. I looked at her, and said in my kindest voice. “Noosha, remember that a watch-pot never boiles, and that makes it hard to boil lobster…”

D: Yeah, whatever. Ooops, gotta go. Anyway, after that we finished up, drove back home (an eventful trip which bears telling elsewhere), and wrote this post! Now we gotta go pick up our sisters from E-night. Catch y’all!

J: ok, buy!!

D: (That’s … “bye,” Jason … yeesh … )

For those of you who think I just went and jumped off a cliff – I did.

I’ve just concluded my first week at American University!  I’m exausted, and classes haven’t even started yet!  But my fatigue can be contributed to hours of “orientation” and a culture that doesn’t sleep ’till 2:00 am.

But other then that I’m really enjoying myself.  I’m meeting lots of new people, most of whom I really enjoy.  I’ve also met two people who are unmistakably related to the Anne and Alex Gdlg.

Yes you two!  The RA on the floor right above us acts exactly like you Anne!  Even though she doesn’t look anything like you.

And Sam, a Sophmore down the hall from me resembles in EVERY way you Alex!  The way he looks and talks and walk, everything is Alex Gdlg!  I spent about 2 hours with him in the lounge a few days ago and I couldn’t get over the resemblance.  HAH!

I’m in the process of trying to find your parents on campus!

Well Friends!  2/3rds of Our property on Lake George has sold.  4 Generations of History – gone – and for what?  A pittance.  A Steal.  A mesily $800,000.  Thats about $200,000 a generation.  SO sad.

But take heart friends, as I do.  For God is Good and His love endures forever!  Besides, we still have this:

And This:

Praise God!

Do you want to pray for someone?  I’d like to volunteer myself to you!

I need prayer for 2 things:

1. That God would bless me with his grace as I head off to/move into College at American U. (As well as my time there) Grace mainly in the area of trust.  Trusting Him for all my needs (like a computer) and hopfully freedom from worry.

AND

2. Starting yesterday I entered a “Half Week of Prayer” (W-F its really a week of prayer, however started too late, and cut off by college move-in)  Of praying specifically that God would give me wisdom about whether or not I should try and make SDP radio my career.

Being from a family of security-loving government employees doing some like that does seem quite a risk.  Go against the “grain” if you will.

Keep in mind, I know I’m called to study communications at AU for the next 4 years (I assume 4 years, unless I’m suddenly called to drop out/get kicked out)  The SDP career part comes in mainly for after I graduate, and/or something I should be building during college.

Well, thats the lastest from my life.  Thanks for tuning in!

Notes from the WAMU front desk…

This edition… THE BROTHERHOOD OF RADIO

The longer I work at the receptionist desk here at WAMU (88.5 FM) the more I realize that people assume that ALL radio stations have each other’s phone numbers and contact information.

Today I’ve had at least 3 calls asking for the numbers to other radio stations!  Like we keep in touch with our competition?!  HAH!

Oh well, they’ll never guess that I simply google WZUP, or WHET, or whatever station they ask for and look up the number from there!

I find that almost anything we do here at receptionist duty can be done for yourself.  Trying to order a tape of the show?  Do it online!  Trying to find a certain topic that was covered in the past?  Do it online!  Trying to Call someone in the office?  Call Their Personal number!  Or email them Online!

gotta love this job!

Dave- if you’re reading this can you email me our joke from driving down from Lake George, the one about our being corrupted by capitalism, when we bought the new coffee machine?  haha that was good!

Heading home in an hour!

Well Friends!  I’m back!  Lake George was wonderful!  I had a wonderful time!

The First week was extremely depressing.  We were all by ourselves (Mom, Dad and I, but thats not the sad part) so there wasn’t any one else yet, and on top of that, the boat was having lots of trouble and things weren’t working as well as we had hoped, which after a summer of hot, hard, and sweaty work, had us all a little glum.

Our Boat that we made ourselves.
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So we had to alot to recover from, on Lake George Vacation Part 2!

An inside joke from the crew!
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So after everyone else arrived, the fun started… much swiming sailing, and of course…

I was red!  (Yahoo!) it was a good game!
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So, during the 2nd week, we had a crew of 13 running around they were:

Cunninghams:
     Dad
     Mom
     Jason (me!)
     David (Smvile) (him!)
     Kristin
     Jesse  (+Dover)

Shicklers:
     Mr. Shickler
     Mrs. Shickler
     Katie
     Abby

Fedelis:
     Mark
     Amy
     Lil David!

(See Below:)

Thats the crew!  Oh!  SO fun!  This was the first time I had spent anytime with Mark and it was “Quite” the experience.  I really enjoyed all the time I spent with him even though he did pressure David and I to sign up for the Town of Hague open mic night to do a radio show/ skit.  Frankly, I’m glad they were never able to get through to the organizers to sign us up!  Praise God!  We did however do a private show for the group around the campfire that night – a terrible story well executed.

The Above 3 shots are all taken at the Windchill Factory, the BEST ice cream place in the area!  the sizes are HUGE.  Jesse is holding what would appear to be a Large, though it may be a medium.
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On Days like this:

After we do this:

And After we do this:

We (or rather Kristin, Jesse, and Katie) usually swim the width of the lake (1 mile)

and while they swim, I follow along in my boat: (The Covers down there)

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Retourning for a moment to the Fedelis, they have a wonderful boy named David, he was truely a delight the entire week, and brought joy to us all!

Both the Davids ready “Dog’s Colorful Day”

David enjoying a Dog waiting in the parking lot of the Windchill factory.

“Son…” – Mark.  While visiting the race track in Saratoga, a reporter snapped Mark and David’s Picture and it appeared in the paper the next morning.  Very Cool!  You’ll notice  that once again “Dog’s Colorful Day” is being read.  I don’t know how many books they brought, but that was the one most often seen.
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A goofy shot of the cast of “Survivor - Lake George”, a spoof we filmed while there.  To be finished sometime soon…
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Yup, photographic proof!  Thats me at the top of Inspiration Point, the top of the mountain range that runs behind our cabins.  Our spot is literally right below us, all we need to do us tumble down the mountain and we’d be home!

From Inspiration Point we can see the Mohican sailing past…

The Ever-lovely Vana Mom, on top of I.P.
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Never under-estimate the power of drinking Lake George water!

Dave, with the object of his affections, Swiss Miss…

Both the members of the “I pressed my nose while ordering food” club.

We spent a great deal of time do this…

So much more to write, but I’ve got too little time… so I’ll post more later!