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4 Comments
Jono,
I do not know if you remember me, but I do remember you. You were a new science teacher at Arlington Middle School around 1991 or so maybe..
I was a custodial worker, and was responsible for cleaning your room. I have often wondered how you are over the years. I did not find out until after you left Arlington who your dad is.
I have a son now who is almost 15, (2/06) and I am sure that you have heard this a thousand times, but your dads song has always touched my heart, even as a kid, and once I had my own boy, at times hearing it has brought tears to my eyes.
I hope all is well with you. I guess you still teach, since a lot of the stuff that came up under your name has to do with coaching LaCrosse and such.
Happy New Year to you, and I hope to hear back from you sometime, feel free to write me via my email address.
Best regards,
George
Hi George,
You’ve actually got the wrong guy, I’m afraid – I’m only 22 and am from NH, went to Williams College and am currently working at an architecture firm in Boston. (You can probably ascertain these things by reading more of this dream journal.) On the other hand, it’s touching to read what a nice influence my namesake has had. I’m curious as to why you thought I was him – is it just the name, or other things about this site? Anyway, I hope you have the chance to actually catch up with him at some point, and Happy New Year to you too! I may email you this message directly in case it doesn’t reach you via this comment.
Cheers,
Jono
my message has not much to do with unnh so much as it is a coincidence. i was trying to google pictures of subaru feel the freedom, which by the way i fucking hate that ad, and came up with a picture of some damn ugly broads tits and underneath was written unnh. i thought what does unnh mean and are there other pictures with unnh on them? so i googled unnh and found this little picture of a ghostly looking dude munching. i guess there isn’t actually a coincidence in there either.
What a curious trajectory, this “subaru” >>> “unnh.” In the case of the choice image you discovered, I would imagine there might be a certain sexual connotation to the expression? In the case of this page title, on the contrary, the term should be imagined (or read back) as phrased with a rising inflection starting rather low and ending rather high and with a rather throaty tone throughout – in other words, it is intended to signify confused, uncomplicated inquisitiveness, such as that which a visitor to this blog might experience before alighting on this page and being enlightened about the operation.
The dude in the picture looks close enough to a ghost in the picture that I can understand your thinking. He is not however a ghostly dude but is in fact none other than Goofy Star Dude.
Why were you google-image-searching an ad that you hate? Was it possibly to print out such pictures and burn them in a kind of effigy? I know that’s what I would do. Did you subsequently accomplish this vengeful mission of yours?