February 04, 2009
June 10, 2008
Anize Con 2008
Last weekend, i found myself in Syracuse, for a competitive frisbee tournament. But, the most
special part of the trip was meeting up with the Anize crew… these are the wizards behind the
curtain who stand guard at night, keeping the Anize interface running smoothly. Here’s a pic of us:
Bell, James, DFC, DBGrandi
Round two (solemn faces): Bell, James, DFC, DBGrandi
February 08, 2008
Subject: Reflection, Introspection, and Resolution
From: “jacob sale werblow”
Date: Fri, February 8, 2008 11:22 am
(Hatshepsut)
(Best View)
(Pyramids)
“Falling out of love” is just as natural as “falling into love,” but the former,
like having a seesaw partner jump off while you are in mid thrust, tends to be more
bruising. If indeed a cloud of gloom hung over my countenance when I left for
Morocco, soon if not the hand of Zeus lifted me up I did experience some sort of,
well, epiphany.
Was ancient Roman city of Volubilis built in vain or was there some sort of
connection between what lay below my feet and me? Cognitively, we accept that our
lives are merely ink blots on the two million year timeline of humanity. Indeed, we
are an extension of those who came before us — and if our mothers and fathers not be
Romans, then they are Chinese, Nubians, Mesopotamians, Mayans, etc. And from the
looks of the mosaics, hieroglyphics, and statues left behind, they don’t look much
different from us.
Yet time exists beyond linearity. Picture the scene: 31 year old me standing above
2,000 year old mosaics, with the 4.5 billion year old ball of fire we call the sun
above. All three elements existing simultaneously, thus time is multi-dimensional.
(Treasury)
Roughly 400 meters from where I stood, a local sheepherder lives a life that is
little different than that of other herders thousands of years before. At the same
time, old widows who should be enjoying their ‘golden years’ with their
grandchildren are begging in dirty street corners of Tangier; a man crawls through
the market in Asfou because he has no wheelchair; an English teacher in Casablanca
who makes $60 of disposable income a month cannot afford to marry his girlfriend; a
retired national soccer player in Cairo is bored with his marriage; a Berber woman
in the mountains worries about her son’s epilepsy and can’t decipher the doctor’s
prescriptions.
Although each life trajectory is both different in its direction and in its rate of
“progress,” over the last two months, I was astonished time and time again by one
fact: We are so damn similar to each other, regardless of class, race, sexual
orientation, age, and oral hygiene. True, many of us “Westerners” acquire ipods, 300
channel flatscreen televisions, and half-gallon organic soymilk, yet the
similarities of the human race far exceed its differences. This is also true at the
genetic level. But we are so easily duped into thinking others are so unlike us.
So, as the nightly news tunes us into the horrors of humanity, remember that we all
want better things, we all love to laugh, we all crave good food, we all get
discouraged by politics, we all experience heartache, and most of us don’t look like
swimsuit models and that’s okay! Ninety-nine percept of all of the people on planet
Earth are not killing each other nor stealing from their neighbors at this very
moment. Sure, not every social interaction on this trip was lovely, but outside of
the exchange of monetary interaction, friendships can arise so naturally. It’s a
simple message, but if the people in the Middle East aren’t much different than us
then who is? The Quebecqua?
The end.
(Rainy Day)
(Jerash)
(Rabat)
October 31, 2007
Some pics from around the way...
Just hangin’ out with some ladies in Eugene…
Happy Halloween!
Puttin’ in the grunt work… to make the festivities all that much better :)
Wining and dining at a vineyard in Livermore, Californ-i-a…
Tad and Aaron, two peas in a pod…
February 11, 2007
My Desk, My Kitchen
… and a lot of going back and forth between them ;)
(my lonely desk, awaiting more productivity…)
(and slowly, I’m becoming a regular maestro of the kitchen!…)
—> These pics taken by my friend, Tyson Gillard, while I was away from my quarters…
July 19, 2006
Grandma Alene Kuchler
Alene Kuchler (born “Alene Koehn”), my mother’s mother…
Born: April 16, 1917
Died: Dec. 30th, 1999, at age: 82
Grandma’s College Senior Photo…. at Marquette University in Milwaukee, WI
Class Photo, 1938… (top row, middle)
Class Vice President… (zoomed in: bottom row, middle-left)
Sorority Photo… (bottom row, second from left)
Grandma’s class details…
March 11, 2006
February 04, 2006
Did Someone Say: "Schleiker"???
Yeah. He came to Eugene, and he blew it up. I have proof:
The Blurry Dons…
Focused. Say what!
Schleiks and the Roz
Givin’ the ladies somethin’ to talk about…
The Birthday Cake…
Schleiks and Coco…
Schleicher, “King of the Post-game,” and Melanie Gurbish…
January 01, 2006
EGO Gear
Here’s a look at the gear. $15 for shorts. $22 for tops. Email Bell: bell dot egotime at gmail dot com.
The jeresy. No numbers. All love.
Close up on the patagucci.
The Shorts. Sooo philthy.
Sup.
Arrrgghh!…
Ego Gear, … ya heard.
uh, uh, … brush dat dirt off ya shoulders…
nah wit I mean?
“Go get yo’s, ninja…”
July 23, 2005
Introducing Girin Guha
Ladies and gentleman, if you could, please put your hands together and join me in introducing, the one, the only, master of disguises, chancellor of all that’s good and great, THE —- GIRIN GUHA!!!! … up, up and away!
“Why?” you ask,… cuz I said I would. ja! Now, if you think this is good, you should hear him play that philthy guitar of his!
July 21, 2005
Gallery Updates
I’ve added a lot of pictures and movies to the ol’ gallerooo…
Plus, Nick Dare got a blog, so that’s exciting news…
But, I gotta go…
April 19, 2005
If only you could see me now...
“You ask why we live and exist and continue on??? Because it may not be for us, but for others… for others understanding, for others learning to love, for others gaining or re-gaining hope… for the fulfillment of positive love and life itself. For you. For me.
For whatever the reason, and for all the pain that life does unleash upon us, it is the little things that we remember and those are the things that make it all worth while.”
~A.J.L.
Edsel, Peg and Aaron Bell (1981):
February 15, 2005
GU Energy Gel and Me
My friend, the famous Bil Elsinger, took a picture at Regionals this summer, and it’s become an advertisement for the company. Check this out… click on the customer image. (Apparently, the picture has been ‘helpful’ numerous times!?)
Welp, that’s my minute of fame, and I gotta go.
January 19, 2005
More Shazam pics...
Wow. Ultimate Photographer, Hart Mathews, has more photos of the Shazam during the Championship game in Sarasota, FL 2004. They’re pretty sweet, and gave me goosebumps. (It’s also just pretty weird/cool to see pictures of yourself in motion…)
Of me, I think this one is my favorite:
or this one:
There’s a feeling that comes over me that puts me right back in that moment of throwing that (type of) throw. There’s a concentration and excitement that can barely be explained. A satisfaction of sorts. A giddyness. A moment of pure wonder. I think it’s my favorite moment — that moment of release, of pure suspense —- of pure flight… [I get so fired-up just thinking about it!]
PS: Scobel has a few more pics up as well; I don’t think I’ve offered a link to them before, so now I have. Whew.
January 10, 2005
Winter Break 04' Pics
new pics are up from my Christmas Break endeavors. Not too many family pics, just because I got that camera that day from Santa, so the memory card was only 30 big. But I have a lot of other stuff. Mostly poor photography, but I’m working on it. I did very little editing and just threw them all on the web…. what can I say?
November 05, 2004
National Champs!
I know… I know… it’s been a long time coming, but can you blame me? I know there are people as excited to hear about nationals as I am excited to tell it. So, what’s the word? The word is: WE WON! We won the whole thing. The mixed nationals championship is ours! Seattle Shazam took the tourney in one of the most exciting ways possible — well, at least I think so. And to top it off, the women’s division title and the men’s (open) were won by the same city - SEATTLE! It was a total sweep.
Sarasota was great, and I have much to say… but for now, i’ll satistfy all of our appetites with some pics. Here are some pics and video from this random Blog site of a guy I don’t know…. and here are Bil’s Pics of all the divisions and a section devoted just to “Shazam.”
I will get back to you about details shortly. This week has been a frantic week of getting back into gear scholastically and I’m hoping to have my life back in order sometime this weekend. Oh, here are the results and scores and here are the Tourney write-ups if you’re interested in how all the games went down from a reporters perspective.
We got medals, and drank beer from giant trophies … there was champagne everywhere and smiles on all of my teammates faces… it was heaven. Really. I even got to meet your sister Volker (but only briefly).
Ok, gotta get back to work…
October 12, 2004
Regionals Pictures
Here are a few pictures of Shazam at the Regionals tourney in Ogden, Utah. In some of the pics you can see the beautiful mountains in the background. When the sun came out of the clouds, or when it began to set in the evening, the moutains were absolutely gorgeous … but the ultimate was even better! Below are pics from finals… (if I find more, I’ll post ‘em)
This is Jon Ladd going up for a sick grab… he always gets that stuff like it’s nuthin’. Cory and Capt’n Tanya are in the background.
Amber, doin’ her thang…
Capt’n Steve, with a sick layout…
Mattson, dancing for the cup… PS: “Red Fish Blue Fish” has some tall women as you can tell…
More Mattson, but my favorite part is John Ryan coming to the disc in the background with his hand raised …
Jimmy catches a disc from Pam…
Erin (or Gally, or Gina) comes down with it while sporting her new skirt, acquired from the night before at the party. (PS: while she was at the party, Tad, Scott, Jimmy and I were dumping buckets of ice in the bathtub at our hotel in preparation for our 15 minutes of “ice tubbing” … yeah, try that sometime!)
That’s me, on the pull…
Ok, this was sick. Jimmy cuts down the line for a disc in the endzone, the pass is behind him and, in mid-sprint, he lays out backwards for the disc…
… and comes up with it! “Game,” indeed.