tanks, dances, and root that pig

so what is new...

well every thursday the ASA (ag students association) has a cheap beer night at their host bar, Rodeo's. since i still knew very few people as of thursday, i figured it would be a good opportunity to attempt to do so. and so off i hiked to take the bus to the bar. now on paper this seemed like it would be no big deal, the nearest bus stop was ONLY four blocks away from the bar, and so i think to my self "i can walk that easily, no problem". this however failed to take into account the fact that it is winter, and in winter there is nowhere to put the snow but on the sidewalk. so i got off the bus and began to walk.. the snow that i walked on was about waist high, packed down. this put me way up above the street. still not a problem untill i came to the overpass. you know those nice gaurd rails that they have so pedestrians, and cars, dont fall onto the street below, ya it was about mid-calf. i made it though and i made it to Rodeo's, about a half hour late but i figure on a pub night no one really cares. i met a few new people, learned the names of a bunch of people i knew in passing, imbibed a couple cheap beers, learned that anyone caught drinking anything but a labatt product is subject to ridicule (labatt sponsors the ASA) and in general had an excellent time. and then the news arrived...the agros had stolen the tank!

now as an uninitated i had to have the significance of this explaied to me...the tank is this ancient chev three ton truck belonging to the engineers (SSSSS). they have a small like world war two mini tank/shell gun on the back of it, and the whole thing is painted red. now the engineers(SSSSSSSSS) hide this svehical knowing that if the agros ever found it it would be stolen. a first year was walking home from a doctors appointment and saw it parked in a yard. when he got to the lounge and told everyone, not knwing how big a deal it was, a group of senior agros decided to steal it before pub night. and so the went, opened the triangle window with a fillet knife, poped the locks, cut the brake line and towed her away. the tank is now safely hidden by the agros, and painted a lovely shade of royal blue.

on thursday, some of the new people that i met told me that i should go to the grad dance on saturday. i got myself all dressed up pretty and went, again hoping to meet some knew people (i am detecting a theme here) i show up and buy my ticket to get in, walk in, look around, and see no one i know. at this point i felt like the biggest party crasher. the only thing that kept me from leaving right away was the fact that i had my ASA membership card in my purse in case anyone asked me if i belonged...but then i saw some people i knew and it was all good from there. had a good time, danced a little, met a whole bunch of people, learned some interesting alternate words to mony mony, and observed a very bizzare yet interesting drinking game. the kind only farm kids would think up. it begins with someone saying yeehaw and swinging their armin one direction to point the directionthe yeehaw was to go. this continues araound a circle, a hoe down switches the direction, a barn roof skips the person who says it, a pitchfork skips the person beside you, toss the bale sends it to anyone in the circle who can block it with a barn door closed. and then there is a root that pig, where everyone must stand up shout "root that pig" anyone who screws up has to drink. it really makes no sence (but really how many drinking games do) but it is sure entertaining to watch. have i mentioned that agros are fantastic and so a lot of fun.

thats really all that is new with me. school is school, most of my classes are pretty interesting, i could live without computers though. they make you take a course in which you learn how to use word excel and power point. yay. my field crops lab went on a tour of a local microbrewary yesterday, which was pretty cool, and i tour a feed mill tomorrow with my animal science class. life is good.