Farrarian Tales

We the People of Farrar Hall at Western Baptist College write this journal and log so that in the future, not only will we remember, but also that the outside world will know just exactly how insane we are.

Saturday, February 24, 2007

2/20/00 Sunday

Many Farrarians migrated to Rob Buhl's house for a barn bash. Cardboard and plywood was burned, games were played, songs were sung. It was an overall good time.
In a freak accident, Bob got cream soda all over Jeff's room.
Bob set the can of cream soda down on Jeff's mini-fridge, and it promptly fell off. It made contact with the floor straight on its side and commenced spewing cream soda like a fountain as it spun wildly out of control. Bob was able to grab the spinning spewing can and arrest its spinning and spewing. It was the weirdest thing Jeff and Bob had ever witnessed a can of cream soda do.
Only 7 1/2 hours until the epic ski trip will commence. (10:34 pm now)

Sunday, February 18, 2007

2/19/00

Jeff shot chicken through his nose..
Bob became Marksman 1st Class and a Unit Leader's Citation
Jeff went to Wonderland.
Surprisingly, there was some activity in the hall tonight.
It seemed like all the third floor mens' women were here. Russ', Scott's, Jamie's (honorable third floorian), Bob's, and who knows who else.

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

2/18/00

The hall was dead.
Jeff built a mighty amusement park empire.
Bob avenged his family's honor.