Sunday, February 22, 2015

Parleying with Papa

Meet Papa. He's the planner from California, who is in a polygamous relationship with bikes. He's old and takes care of all us MUD students.

Papa's attic bachelor pad is on Gross Street, where he baked cookies for us, and arrived at the Pot-luck by bus! When asked about his changed mode of transport, he said "I stepped out of my house with my bike but seeing all the snow and rain and mud made me feel "Gosh! It's so gross!""
Surprised, I said, "Duh! What else did you expect? You live on Gross!"

After a few drinks, Papa lay reclined on floor and announced the he was having a déjà vu. "I've been here before. I remember all you guys sitting here, James near that corner -"
I cut him off - "It's not déjà vu. You're just drunk and thinking about James Corner."*

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Papa tried to engage us in a philosophical discussion: "How many blocks should we keep in our site? What about the river - do you think that is a block as well?"
I thought it over, and replied, "Well, if it gets very cold, the river will be a block... of ice!"

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One day he was very frustrated and yelled out, "This is going nowhere! I can't design without a problem statement - I need the Client's brief."
To that I said, "You are the nudist, what do you want the poor client's brief for?"

*For the uninitiated: James Corner is a brilliant landscape architect with a vocabulary so brilliant that I'd rather count leaves in his trees than read his books.