Sometimes I am coherent in my thinking other times I am completely random. Here is my list of thoughts and observations.
Would the parking situation get better if we gave President Gaertner a orange parking sticker? Would he sympathize with the students more if he parked at Bowers Stadium?
There’s nothing better then being a student at a day game at Bowers Stadium. Blazing sun, uncomfortable benches, distant from alumni, cheerleaders, and Orange Pride. Yep, Sam Houston logic, it’s fantastic.
If I could I would grow some wicked Elvis sideburns.
One of the new changes for volleyball this year is the “libero,” pronounced “LEE-bah-ro”. The Bearkats libero player is Emily Orlowski (which by the way gives you that red squiggly line when ever you try to type it). She is the symbolic Rudy or a 12th man character.
At first, I felt sorry for Emily because she kept wearing the wrong jersey color. I thought maybe she brought the wrong jersey from home or always drew the short straw with the other bench mates. Coach Gray can’t let her serve, according to the rules, and I’ve never really seen her take part in the warm ups with the starters. She humbly chases balls and warms up with the other bench mates in between matches. I keep rooting for her during games for Coach Grey to put her in, and, when she is in, I get pumped when she makes a big dig.
The McDonalds by highway I-45 has a sign that says, “McDonalds say’s don’t drink and drive.” I say, “Don’t drink and make signs.”
I hope that you had a great Labor Day, just remember that relaxing day in December when we are in class. I like the 11 p.m. curfew in the dorms. Whenever someone I don’t like all that much says, “Hey we should hang out.” I say back at them, “Yeah, come over at around 10:30.”
I can’t decide if my favorite moment of the year was either Chick-fil-a opening up at the LSC or on move-in day when the ZETA’s moved my boxes to the wrong room.
If you wore open-toed shoes at Paragon on Thursday, I’m sorry if I stepped on your toes. I must of messed up five or six pedicures that day.
I don’t like it when I go over to a friend’s house and we are going to watch a movie and someone says, “You’re an RTV major you should know how to work a VCR.”
Things I would like to accomplish before I graduate: I would like to have my picture in the Houstonian on “Word on the Street.” I would like to be on the SHSU homepage, fire the cannon at football games, and have a building named after me. Wait, this is getting egocentric. I would like to donate my time at my local church and be known as a upstanding citizen.
Don’t you hate that uncomfortable feeling when you knew someone last spring and this fall you can’t remember their name? If I was President I would require everyone to wear a name tag.
My photography teacher Jack Barnosky should be the next Simon on American Idol.
Our cheerleaders are nationally ranked, but nothing they can ever do will make me stand up.
My friend had a idea that I laughed at. She said that since everyone thinks that the Texans are going to suck this year they should play crappy teams to build their confidence. Isn’t that ridiculous? Should we really worry about the feelings of professional athletes?
Who would win in a ESPN Outdoors competition: Criminal Justice students or Agriculture students?
It isn’t official, but the football team would like us students to not chant “Discount” during games when we are winning. This goes along the lines of fans at Mariners’ games not to wear shirts that say “Yankees Suck”. I am not a guy that likes to get involved with controversy so I came up with more suitable words for the situation like: abatement, reduction, and depreciation.
