Continued.

 Now its time to get to the urine to the floor kind of funny.  "Tits for Beer" is where we left off in the last blog which is where I'll begin in this blog.  After we began showing our tits for beer we began getting offers from people in the back of the line to get them beer.  We started offering our services to anyone and everyone who wanted to pay us to get them beer for showing our tits.  I think we pulled in close to a hundred bucks between the two of us but I would never know cause I LOST them money on my way home...this is what happened....

 I finally decided I had plenty to drink and was ready to leave the party when I saw an old friend of mine from freshman year.  His name was Tom.  We used to play Ultimate Frisbee together and you know how those first friendships freshman year are always unique because you were able to develop them during very socially awkward times...well that was my relationship with Tom. 

 Tom and I began walking back to my grove, mid-way between my grove and the party is the Theta house.  The sorority I belong to.  Right outside the sorority house Tom makes a move on me.  Worried I'd turn into a pumpkin at midnight we quickly slipped into the shadows outside the Theta house driveway. 

(Before I go any further let me explain what this side of the yard looked like...The driveway is a short dirt road where we park in front of a dumpster, behind the dumpster is a field that is a rat infested, desert like dirt hole.  It's basically where everything goes to Die....This is California remember.) 

Anyway, we move to a very romantic spot behind the dumpster under a tall Palm tree.  We rumble and tumble a while with our clothes off before we finally have enough of eachother and finish our walk back to the Grove.  When we walk into the grove my roommates are sitting on the couch.  Looking as if we were swept up by a tornado and dropped off my roommate very nicely looks at Tom and says "Hey, your fly's down buddy."  Then she looks at me and says "Goetz!  what the hell happened to your face?! Were you doin it doggy style in the dirt?!"  

Totally busted by my roomate I told her where we were and the story flew around campus.  To make matters even more funny, my partner in crime, TOM, wore a t-shirt the following week that he got from a hot dog stand in NY.  The shirt had a picture of a hot dog stand with a guy (who was a hot dog) pushing the cart and the shirt read "I like it doggy style"

I won an award later that year for best hook up. and Tom became known as Outback Tom and is still to this day.

 

 

I was in the bath tub thinking about how I want to use this connect site because I am already on Myspace AND Facebook to connect with friends from school and wherever.  So while sitting there I decided I would use this site to post blogs about some funny stories that has happened to either me,or my friends during our undergrad years in California.  

 About 4 years ago as I was preparing to graduate from college I figured the first thing I would do is write a book about my adventures in undergrad...since that hasn't happened, I'll just post some of the stories...

I guess story number 1 should be about me, since I"m the creator and don't mind the public knowing some interesting things about me.  So here it goes...

 

My first weekend back to school as a Junior, my roommates and I decide to throw an 80's party at our Grove (which is the name of our University Apartments).  We each bought some gangly t-shirts at the dollar store and some short shorts (made famous by Richard Simmons).  We cut up the shirts in the most 80's style way we could think of.  A bunch of poeple came over and we pre-partied to Madonna.

We finally made our Appearence to Frat Row with an announcement from a Frat member that the "THETAS" are coming.  That was us.  Being good friends with this particular Fraternity it has never been a problem getting beer or alcohol despite how long the lines are.  But being as wasted as we were we forgot.  So my mind was trying to devise a plan to get ahead of the line.  A moment or two later I looked at my friend and yelled "TITS FOR BEER!"  

We both went charging to the front of the line with our shirts up and bra's down and we were given beer instantly.  

Stay tuned for how the rest of the night turned out and how I won an award for "Mounting an attack in the Outback"

 

To Be Continued... 

 

COLD!

 

ha ha fooled you.

 

Welcome to the end of Labor Day and the Start of school which means 2 things. 1)  Time to pack away the cool white skirts, white pants and other bright summer like clothing  2) And it's time to pull out that box of dark sweaters, denim and long johns. 

I truly dislike this time of year, I call it the shadow of Fall, the preparation for much colder weather and shorter days.   Where the fun of the summer days are packed away with the new stains on your cool clothes.

I have found that Minnesota turns intself into a dark, cold and depressing state during the Fall and Winter months which is sad because MN is really a beautiful place to live. 

 I've decided to find a way to turn my "dislike" of this time of year into a "like" of this time of year.  I've decided to keep my white and colorful wardrobe unpacked for the year so I can wear the memories of summer all year long!  And when I go shopping this Winter, I will only buy clothing that is as bright and cheerful as the happiness I see among Minnesotans in the Spring and Summer.  I hope to turn MN winters into a fun and enjoyable time of year through the summer-like colors I intend to wear.