Because most philosophies that frown on reproduction don't survive.

Monday, March 12, 2007

And speaking of not-home cooking...

I see that the food at Steubenville hasn't improved much since our days there.



The guys from Francis also remain the same as ever.

That's my friend Josh you see in the still.

5 comments:

Slick said...

That's hilarious! I miss those days... Well, not the food... =P

Kiwi Nomad 2006 said...

I think 'hostel food' is a universal!!! I remember one occasion when we had a 'wedding and a funeral'... where the whole hostel turned up to dinner dressed to kill and brought our own food... then buried a little man we had made out of the dough from an inedible offering from the previous week. Goodness, was I ever that loopy: it all seemed quite normal at the time!

barbfromcincy said...

Just wait until the next time I see Josh...geeeee...
And people wonder why I didn't want to pay $20000 to send my daughter to Steubie...hehehe...
A blessed day to you..

Big Tex said...

That was speacial

PB said...

I thought that mohawk kid looked like a Costanzo!

I can remember the anticipation leading up to Christmas break, knowing I had several of "mom specialties" waiting for me when I got home. Ah...