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Three Rounds

M and I are a part of an art’s collective that puts on monthly open mic nights for dancers, musicians, writers and the like to perform. One of our good mutual friends, J, likes to end the night with a game he brought from Baltimore. Unfortunately, J was unavailable to be interviewed for this project, but M has played enough times over the past year to know how the game operates. We met earlier in the afternoon to go over the particular rules.

M: Three rounds? Yeah, that’s almost like our token game post open mic or sometimes we even have played it before a night out and we add drinks. That one’s a rarer variation in the house as we really get into the charades portion and one of the housemates, S, injured himself drunk.

L: I’ve played both ways, but I understand how heated this competition can get.

M: It’s essentially charades on crack, but more difficult and fun. There are obviously three rounds of play, but first every player is given an equal amount of blank scraps of paper to write down whatever they want to go into the pot of words. They can be words or a combination of phrases. Afterwards, we break people into relatively even teams. Some nights its guys against girls; others its couples against single people. It just happens to depend on who’s there that night, but you break up into two teams. One person from each team is designated as the timer. Each team is given thirty seconds to go through as many pieces of paper as possible given the parameters of that round. Then it switches to the other team. One person performs/ acts the words at a time and it goes in an order that repeats until the are no more piece of paper left.

Round one starts: you can say any word but the word on the piece of the paper. No actions can be involved. This is probably the easiest one and its similar to the game Taboo or Catchphrase. Round two is charades: no words, only actions. As you get familiar with the words from before the charades for phrases are difficult, but not impossible. Round three is you only say one word. You cannot change the word, you can only repeat it over with different tones. This is funniest one since you have heard all the words twice, it’s curious to see what people say to indicate what the word could possibly be.

L: I remember one time when we played at my easter brunch, D kept writing down the longest phrases.

M: See that’s sometimes annoying, but if you can remember the whole thing those ones aren’t too terrible. Especially if you have the writer on your team.

L: Do you know how J found out about it?

M: He either plays it a lot with his family, or his friend V from Baltimore. It’s funny because we actually adapted a different version for another group of friends of mine. We play that you have to have two words for the pieces of paper–it’s much more uniform, although I miss some of the flair with the longer phrases.

The Legs of a Haggis

My friend M and I spent time together when I studied abroad on the Pembroke-Kings Programme at the University of Cambridge four terms ago. As a graduate of Pembroke with a Masters in Engineering, he reminisced about the various sports he played from rugby to coxing the men’s 8 for rowing. He grew up in North Berwick in Scotland and went to high school in Edinburgh. When he was younger, his friends and he enjoyed tormenting foreign tourists who became incredibly alarmed by haggis.

M: I think I was a terrible child. I must have traumatized so many foreigners with the amount of teasing that my classmates and I foisted upon the unsuspecting ones. We pranked so many people by making up fake traditions for Scotland. I thickened my accent so people couldn’t fully understand me in an effort to keep them confused.

L: Was there a particular joke you told often or that got the best results?

M: Hahaha not really, but I think my favorite one was about haggis. You know the dish? Well it’s made from sheep, but not everyone who visits Edinburgh knows that. Some people thought it was all from a creature called a haggis. So my friends and I used to perpetuate this rumor (it was more of a joke for us) that there was this mystical sheep like creature called the haggis. Here’s where the joke always had us bursting, we told everyone who didn’t know any better that they had weird legs. In order for the haggis to run across the steep, uneven highlands, the haggis had incredibly uneven legs. One leg always significantly longer than the other. They had to run along one side of the hill to go one direction and the other to get back. Otherwise, they needed to run in a circle. It really didn’t make that much sense for us but I loved getting those hilarious reactions.

L: Did many people believe you?

M: I don’t know, but it’s something boys at our school have always done.

Pembroke BOP End Song: Robbie Williams-Angels

My friend M and I spent time together when I studied abroad on the Pembroke-Kings Programme at the University of Cambridge four terms ago. As a graduate of Pembroke with a Masters in Engineering, he reminisced about the various dinners and parties that he went to over the course of his university time. Earlier we had been talking about rowing at Pembroke College and he sang their boat club song. This soon steered our phone  conversation toward songs associated with Pembroke in general. He soon got incredibly excited and recounted the Pembroke bops. A bop is a slang term for a college-based party put on be people in your college for your college and members can bring a singular guest, but they are more meant to create a cohesive bond in the college. Usually bops start after formal hall dinners and the entire college goes to a club or a pub to celebrate and dance. There are themes often involving costumes and each particular college bop has different traditions associated with it.

M: Since we’ve been talking about songs! I cannot wait to tell you about the Pembroke bop song. Each bop that our college throws ends with the Robbie Williams song, but instead of angels we say Pembroke!

I sit and wait

Does Pembroke contemplate my fate

And do they know

The places where we go

When we’re grey and old

‘cos I have been told

That salvation lets their wings unfold

So when I’m lying in my bed

Thoughts running through my head

And I feel that love is dead

I’m loving Pembroke instead

[Chorus]

And through it all she offers me protection

A lot of love and affection

Whether I’m right or wrong

And down the waterfall

Wherever it may take me

I know that life won’t break me

When I come to call she won’t forsake me

I’m loving Pembroke instead

When I’m feeling weak

And my pain walks down a one way street

I look above

And I know I’ll always be blessed with love

And as the feeling grows

She breathes flesh to my bones

And when love is dead

I’m loving Pembroke instead

[Chorus]

And through it all she offers me protection

A lot of love and affection

Whether I’m right or wrong

And down the waterfall

Wherever it may take me

I know that life won’t break me

When I come to call she won’t forsake me

I’m loving Pembroke instead

Pembroke’s mascot is the martlet, a bird without feet. This means that they are always going places.

L: Do other college adapt songs like this?

M: Yeah, I think Pembroke is the only one who adapted this song, but you always see everyone singing along with this super last minute

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1vseh_robbie-williams-angels-original_music

Pembroke Boat Club Song, University of Cambridge

My friend M and I spent time together when I studied abroad on the Pembroke-Kings Programme at the University of Cambridge four terms ago. As a graduate of Pembroke with a Masters in Engineering, he reminisced about the various sports he played from rugby to coxing the men’s 8 for rowing. He and I became close after going rowing together on the Cam and we still stay in contact with weekly phone calls to check in. During one of these calls after he had been out at a pub, he mentioned that he had been to the Boat Race a few weeks earlier sporting his Pembroke blazer. This soon prompted a hilarious rendition of one of his boat club songs:

M: So I don’t know if I told you this, but I went to the boat race with T and B. They didn’t know what was going on, but wanted to be supportive of the squad. It’s been so long that I barely know anyone on the team now, but L was there. He just got back from Germany. I was trying to teach T and B some of the Pembroke songs.

L: Do you remember them?

M: Of course, what kind of coxswain would I be (he then proceeds to start singing quite loudly and off key to the tune of the Battle Hymn of the Republic)

“Well you’ve heard of Lady Margaret and you’ve heard of Jesus one

And all the other college crews who couldn’t have gotten on

But when it comes to bumps they are but far outshone

By the might Pembroke men

PCBC PCBC, PCBC PCBC, PCBC PCBC, ROW ON PC PC

L: Is that the whole song?

M: Um, I don’t really remember the rest of it. Usually I just tend to hum along after that. You get though the other crews, right?

L: Yeah. Jesus’ college first eight during bumps racing.

M: Haha good, I wish I remembered more. It had about three or four different verses followed by the PCBC chorus.

L: Could I record you singing it?

M: No. No one would want that.

L/M: Haha

We eventually descended into laughing afterwards.

Figure 8 Meditation

A and I met at our favorite vegetarian cafe, Good Karma, to discuss my most recent crystal healing class based out of a small shamanic practice in Santa Monica. She and I have spoken about our spiritual and homeopathic practices many times before, but soon our conversation turned to meditation. We both had taken the Science of Happiness class at USC and enjoyed mindfulness exercises for strengthening willpower and mental toughness. A’s parents aided her growth as a shaman as her father used to own a medical practice, but eventually made the transition into a shamanic healer. Her mother is a psychologist, however, she relies heavily on meditation as a mechanism for self-preservation. A learned the figure 8 meditation from her mother, who learned it at a spirituality retreat. After lunch, A took me to a secluded outdoor sop where she walked me through the meditation practice.

A: We all have those people in our lives with whom we do not get along with. They’re the toxic and draining individuals who you cannot bear to be around, but you don’t necessarily know why. They seem to infuse your presence with unwanted negativity and require much more effort to remain happy in your relationships. When I was really young, my mom would sit down with me on the floor of our living room and help me go through these mental exercises so that I could separate myself from all of those negative people. These energies come from people you constantly see, but receive negative vibes from. You want to cut yourself completely off from them, that way their energy does not affect yours and thereby taint it. Imagine that person (the one you cannot stand being around) is sitting or standing across from you. Visualize a wall of light that envelops their energy and your energy in a figure eight, where each person is centered in the open space of the figure. This wall goes through the ground and reaches the sky; it keeps you separated energetically from them. By sitting in this tube of light, there isn’t any interconnection. Essentially it boils down to you are in your space and I’m in mine, so you won’t affect me as negatively or badly.

It took me a while before I got rather comfortable with this process, but after extended periods of time sitting with my mom I ended up becoming much better at it. I still use it today whenever I have someone in classes or at work who just somehow sends me negative energy. Once I focus on this practice, I feel much safer.

L response: I have heard before that the wall of light functions as an insulator to keep your energy within you when you’re doing healing work. With crystal healing, you have to set an intention for everything and make sure that these energies do not mix otherwise your healing tends to go amiss. I haven’t used it for a mental exercise, but rather as a precaution against negative intentions and conflicting vibes.