Fall03

Fall Semester 2003

This is where I will update the goings on with me and my compadres here in Rock Vegas at the WU, so check back regularly to get the stories, and oh will there be stories.

I will first go through all the stuff that has happened thus far, that is as of 3 pm on September 18. Everything after this will have a date next to it. I'd but the dates next to these stories, but I can't remember, hence why I will update here. Ok, enough sounding like I actually know how to write.

I'll start off with some of the famous quotes of the semester so far. The subject of Looney Toon characters came up at lunch one day, and Pierre made the inquiry, "Did all the Looney Toons have speech impediments?" This was remarkably hillarious. Another lunchtime quote came from Lord Rice, almighty ruler of the 7th floor, who asked, "Barney was pink right?" Despite the fact that he explained he suffers from colorblindness, we all cracked up at that one. The last quote of significant hilarity came from one Jeremy Ponds, who after a long day of work and three hours of volleyball, made this comment while we were returning to Richardson, "Drop your sandals and come out with your feet up!" Now, I may have provoked this statement by saying I would drop my sandals if security started after me, but I do not take any credit for the actual statement.

Now for the things that have been going on. There have been the 2 Ultimate Frisbee games happening each week on Friday and Saturday. There has been volleyball going on Monday through Wednesday, although I only go out Monday and Tuesday. And, of course, there are the trips to Dunkin Donuts and Taco Bell, and the many, many games of Worms Armageddon. We watched the move Heavyweights in Mere and Jen's room, we had what seven people there. That was a Thursday night, and we actually got out of the building without getting written up. The previous Thursday we went to the Roasting Co., and after several games of that oh so evil card game, Rant-go-Round, we decided to leave, but we had to try a Chinese firedrill at the stop light. Volleyball has produced many little things, I can't remember all of them. One night, Paula, Will, and I stayed out there after everyone else decided to quit. Paula then decided to bury Will in the sand. She did a pretty good job, and after about an hour and fifteen minutes, Will was pretty buried. I was wondering which was worse, being buried in the sand to avoid homework, burying someone in the sand to avoid homework, or watching someone bury someone in the sand to avoid homework. Then there was last Tuesday, the 16th, where Paula managed to deflect the ball off her shoulder and right into my face; the glasses went flying on this one. Later that night, she managed to hit me square in the nose; as I lay there on the sand laughing, Will came over and drew the target on my face. There was a lot of joke craking while a person was trying to serve that night, I hit one that went about 5 feet because someone said "Oh thank heaven...," I doubled over in laughter; you had to be there, someting about the score being 7-11 or something like that. Then, they just started calling me Subway; a really fun night of volleyball.

I appointed myself the Vice RA of the 7th floor, simply because I could, and hey I like to "help" Chris out, basically by undermining his authority. But hey, I'm going to start bowing every time I see him, and start calling him things like "your majesty" and "my liege." I already refer to him as Lord Rice anyways.

Operation: Wannabe-Freshmen Scare was a huge success. Boy am I glad we have lots and lots of pictures and video of this, because I'm sure there are a lot of people out there who would never believe that I would do such a thing, and especially that I came up with the idea. So yeah, Art and I got some nice costumes from the Young Life office, Art had a flight suit, I got a fur-lined leather vest, and we both had headsets with microphones and those skull caps you see the pilots wear in the 40s. Then we bought silly string. Then we got Andrew to wear his green afro and his referee shirt. Then we had Kat film and photograph the dogfights while Open House tour groups where going by. It was pretty exhausting running around trying to shoot Art with silly string, but it was quite fun. We definately scared some people off, but other groups were mildly entertained.

9/20/03

Not much done today, but I thought I'd mention some of the more entertaining things from volleyball, like Nick's sick Superman dig, Erica being the only sane person on her team, which is saying something since she's usually the insane one, but she was not participating in the team line dance while they were serving, and then there was the whole "fellatio" incident, which you would have understood if you were there.

9/23/03

Tonight's volleyball was different, and yet interesting all the same. I hypercompressed my knee, something I'm sure I'll feel in the morning, on my second slide/dive, but it didn't hurt that bad while I was playing. Tonight we played like 9 on 9 or something crazy like that, there were WAY too many people on the court. Later on in the night, we had the tradition of taking off your shirt when you served on our team, well, they guys at least. So we ended up with the shirtless superheroes on our team, I was Batman, Kenneth was Spiderman, and I forget what name we had for Jimmy. Anyways, we figured out that Jimmy and I shouldn't be on the losing team because we can take the fun out of the game just like that, kinda like how Kyle and his compatriots make volleyball too competitive and totally unfun.

9/24/03

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