So Drew was feeling a little overwhelmed by having to blog more than once every two days because he has a lot of other commitments, like winning the world cup on his new video game. Therefore, I, Aaron Mandel will also be posting. And I say it's about goddam time "themonstro" blog became a little more democratic. Not everyone who lives in the monstro is absolutely enormous, hairy, 25-50% mexican-american, and named Drew.
So we had a party on Friday, and after the townie-fest the week before we thought we could keep them at bay by having a costume theme (cowboy/old west), but one of the first people to show up was a 40-55 year old man who we told had to have a costume or leave. He left and returned with a bandana around his neck. On one hand I wanted to let him have what would probalby be the only good night of his sad sad week but another part of me wanted to be able to hold up a mirror in front of his face and have him realize that he should leave. More and more showed up and all the whitties got scared off so we will probalby have some more private/closed functions in the future.
Today Julian and I went to Walla Walla College to run in a 5k fun run put on by some student organization there. Julian proved he is quickly becoming more beast than goober by the day by smoking my ass by about 15 seconds for a stellar time of 19:55, even though I have serious doubts the course was a full 5k he is still a stud worthy of being given a dowrie for rights to his seed. Then I went to draft my fantasy baseball team with my same friends I have done it with for the past six years and I made a few mistakes but I think I gave myself a shot. We are such dorks we have our own website at www.blunks.net/fbc to celebrate our nerd-dom. Then I went to the admissions office for my job their as a caller of prospective students. We were calling diversity students and I had a pile of pretty much primarily hispanics and american indians. Almost all of them had never heard of Whitman and wanted to be either in the medicial field or get an engineering degree. Is it right that Whitman clearly forcibly calls these students to push some sort of upstairs agenda? Why do minorities primarily from lower class backgrounds want to go into lucrative fields like medicine and engineering while I want to fuck myself over by being a journalist or something? Calling a sociologist! Why is my ass so hairy but there are two distinct spots on my face where no hair grows?
Gus and Drew and a bunch of the rest of us spent a good deal of yesterday watching "Wild Boyz" on mtv2, unfortunately I happened to miss what sounded like the funniest segment of all time where an orangutan gets wasted and trashes a motel room, keep yer eyes out for that one!
and long live the monstro crew, we tryin to grow the blog, so tell your friends until everyone in the world checks this site
Bring back Drew!
ReplyDeleteDon't post every day, your lives aren't that interesting.
Eric says the mascot should be the ducklings, because they're cute and small, just like Whitman.
I think we should be the pizza, in honor of big cheese.
Marta
mandel, i thought you said you were an editor. someone needs to spellcheck your ass... "my job their"? c'mon, man, pull yourself together.
ReplyDeletei'm kidding. you're still my favorite.
-meghan