Well, for anyone uninformed about baseball, the sox did win. I didn't watch the game, but I learned that they won when a crazy party ensued on the streets right outside my window. Lines and lines of cars were going down the streets screaming out their windows and honking their horns. People were running around and dancing. Suddenly homeless man, drunken business man, and crazy frat boy were all the best of friends. People had costumes and air horns, yes, sleep was difficult that night. For me, the funniest part of the whole thing was watching it from the perspective of Moody Bible Institute.
One particular fan, who I would classify as a frat boy was yelling up at the 18 story boys dorm, which is right next to my dorm. All the boys in Culby had there windows open and were encouraging the fans on the street to go crazy. So he was having somewhat of a verbal exchange with the boys upstairs. He would yell, "White Sox!" They would all yell something that I could not understand. The whole exchange come to a head when the scrawny guy grabbed the edge of a car in some kind of an attempt to turn it over. Suprisingly (not really!), he was unable to turn it over. So he started recruiting from the dorm of future pastors and missionaries. "Come down here you wussies and help me." I couldn't hear their answer, but from his response I assume it wasn't favorable. Anyways, good times.
The video I made was played last night at the Informal show and was very well-recieved. Tuesday we start on the next show. My lesson for tommorow is in the works, okay I haven't started but today is definately the day.
Tonight the guys dorm is having Open House and our "brother floor" has prepared a night themed around trash. I'm highly skeptical and busy so I don't know if I'm going. Well, I think this blog is quite long enough. So, I 'm signing off.
One particular fan, who I would classify as a frat boy was yelling up at the 18 story boys dorm, which is right next to my dorm. All the boys in Culby had there windows open and were encouraging the fans on the street to go crazy. So he was having somewhat of a verbal exchange with the boys upstairs. He would yell, "White Sox!" They would all yell something that I could not understand. The whole exchange come to a head when the scrawny guy grabbed the edge of a car in some kind of an attempt to turn it over. Suprisingly (not really!), he was unable to turn it over. So he started recruiting from the dorm of future pastors and missionaries. "Come down here you wussies and help me." I couldn't hear their answer, but from his response I assume it wasn't favorable. Anyways, good times.
The video I made was played last night at the Informal show and was very well-recieved. Tuesday we start on the next show. My lesson for tommorow is in the works, okay I haven't started but today is definately the day.
Tonight the guys dorm is having Open House and our "brother floor" has prepared a night themed around trash. I'm highly skeptical and busy so I don't know if I'm going. Well, I think this blog is quite long enough. So, I 'm signing off.
4 Comments:
How could you not attend an event themed around trash? After all, you watched the dude on the street try to trash the car. Well, for now, go finish your assignment. Don't make me come up there.
Sounds like a crazy night! Everyone down here was a little sad that the Astro's couldn't even pull off one win!
Hi, Leigh! Did you go to the bro/sis trash thing? I would love to hear whether or not they managed to "salvage" that theme.
So you are just going to leave us hanging, huh?? Time for an update on the life of Leigh.
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