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| UW ESA Minutes October 9, 2002 12:30-1:30 p.m. Minutes taken by Marc Ducusin Books, Bills and Mail-Order Brides (Or "Life is in Parentheses") We eagerly anticipate the Book Auction and Snow Ball, our mirth overshadowed by the still unresolved debt. As always, irreverently bawdy discourse diverts us from the looming spectre of our financial woes. -Eireann: $ problems still pending; gov’t has yet to get back to us; where to store the leftover books cluttering up our already disarrayed common room in so unsightly a fashion? -Erica: anyone interested in acting as liaison for the UWSA? Two people needed, one of each sex. See Margaret Carlyle for further details. (Steph has already expressed interest.) -Marc: $426.19 raised during last week’s Book & Bake Sale -Book Auction – Erica: Bulman too costly (collective wonder at how James managed to hold the 24- hour Literary Marathon there) -other possible venues include Duckworth mezzanine (Jamie: perhaps too out of the way?)- -additional concerns: where can we have musicians? Jodi has spoken to Dave Quanbury; he & Matt Tapscott may be willing, depending on the location; Eireann raises the possibility of their performing during Lit. Week instead -who will make baskets? Is Cortney still soliciting donations? What of Melissa’s idea of teaming up w/EcoMafia & using paper bags in lieu of baskets? -Themes: 1. Romance (separate from the proposed basket of erotic delights, in accordance with our critical distinction between romance and erotica); problem: no more Harlequins left 2. "Man" basket (including deodorant body spray and, at Marc’s suggestion, the unsold 98 Degrees book) 3. Kids’ basket (Stephanie: *not* "Kiddie," so as to avoid any unfortunate connotations of kiddie porn) 4. Mystery (as in Detective fiction, suspense, etc.) 5. The aforementioned basket of sexual accoutrements (and some books, too) 6. Classic Literature 7. Canadiana 8. "Mystery" (as in "unknown") basket, in which Celine Dion’s autobiography and Richard Simmons’ cookbook may find a happy home — an unholy union if ever there was one -Eireann departs, amidst much wailing, lamentation, rending of garments and gnashing of teeth, to interview Marieke for Frontier College -with Larissa as our guide, we embark on a delightfully off-topic discussion of Mexican and Japanese mail-order brides, as advertised in a 1975 issue of Ellery Queen magazine -we return to the topic of future events, brainstorming potential Snow Ball Venues: 1. Marc: Korol Studio in basement of Pantages Playhouse 2. Hilary: other Fringe Fest venues 3. Steph: a location with a bar (alcoholic beverages being a priority), large enough to accommodate a sizable throng (necessary to make any Costume Party/Dance a success) -idea of teaming up w/other Student Associations, preferably w/in the Humanities, so as to avoid, in Jamie’s words, "Biology students dressing up as their favourite organs," or, as Hilary fears, "Physics students dressed as Stephen Hawking"; (the old ESA consorted with the History Students’ Association for their costume party two years ago) -we ponder the career and love life of Macaulay Culkin (who peaked at five with a commendable turn in the enjoyable "Uncle Buck"); Erica contemplates the conceptual difficulty of considering Culkin a sexual being, while Kristian voices a profound hatred for the former child star -in another uncharacteristic return to business, Erica outlines our financial dilemma: we now know that the bill is for money collected by the ESA under charity status — funds which James never distributed to any charity; the $179 owing may yet accrue interest; Larissa astutely points out that, with that amount, we could have purchased 179 catalogues for mail-order brides; as the idea of an ESA bride further develops, Cortney enters the room, as if on cue, with an unforgettable cry of "Pud is a fuck!" -with the confident assertion that her bum looks flat (". . .and that’s just fine! *smack!*"), Cortney seizes control of the Attention-Whore Bordello; deferring to her conspicuously superior attention-whorishness, Marc sadly relinquishes his title (but keeps the tiara) -more filthy sex talk ensues (and how could it not?); Kristian resurrects the great "boxers-or-briefs" debate, only to find himself coerced by Marc into revealing (verbally) just what manner of undergarment he sports beneath his trousers ("Hey, everybody! Kristian wears boxers!") -thus enlightened about the Enrightian under-gear preference, we disperse (business having concluded a LONG time ago) |