Goodness comes in a glass bottle

We here at Epsilon have gone crazy for beverages in glass bottles. I'm not talkin' about hittin' the sauce, but rather the finest sodas money can buy.

A few of us have become genuine aficionados of all beverages novelty.

Here are the tops so far:
Ginger ale: Thomas Kemper, Vernor's, Sprecher (known to AGO as "penguin")
Root beer: Henry Weinhard's, Thomas Kemper, Jones
Cream soda: Thomas Kemper Vanilla Cream, Henry Weinhard's Orange Cream
Freestyle: Reed's Spiced Apple Cider, Bundaberg Ginger Beer, Sioux City Birch Beer

So grab a bottle, grab a glass if you're partial, and drink it in. It always goes down smooth.

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Rain vs. house

Rain always brings out parts of Epsilon men that you don't always see.  Generally... it means that most of us don't go to class and try to stay in the front room and keep warm as much as we can.

We also have big prayer circles to pray for the roof of the Swamp so that it doesn't cave in.

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Porch nights

Just dudes sittin' on our deck with a fire going and some guitar to forget about the troubles of this world.  Break out a couple cases of Vernor's and Henry Weinhard's and you have yourself a perfect evening.

Puck and I started at about 10 pm and were joined by Crush, as well as Quill, Nikko, and Shox for a bit.

Talking to people walking by is the name of the game.  Maybe even play a few requests if the song is handy.  It's nights like tonight that remind us all how blessed we are to have this house and the brothers inside it.

5 hours later, here we are, cleaning up and ready to do it again tomorrow.

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Water?

Well... the water was turned off.. but it's still working now... more fingers crossed.

Welcome to the desert.

It's official. the water has been turned off.  At the latest, we get it back in January, but let's pray it doesn't come to that.

As long as the weather stays cool it shouldn't be too bad.  Hopefully we can keep the tumbleweeds from rolling through the halls and the vultures from circling overhead.

Rumors are that a mirage of a water cooler has appeared in the dining room.  Still waiting on more facts to confirm or deny.

If worst comes to worst, we can always fandangle a contraption like Kevin Costner in Waterworld.  You know what I'm talkin' about.

More updates to follow.

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Water

As of 9:05 am it was still on.  Fingers are crossed.

Reed's 21st BASH

You think you know how Epsilon does birthdays?  You have no idea.  It was as if the Ultimate Warrior himself bestowed his power upon the back yard, taking it from a cement basketball court into a wonderland of novelty beverages and fine music.

We discovered Rocko has quite a taste for ginger ale, and he was all over me tryin' to get at my Vernors.  PS: Get into Reed's (the brand) Spiced Apple Cider drink.  It's a good thing Shox saved some for Reed, or that case woulda been crushed right quick-like.

Big-ups to Jaguar, Suave, and Nikko for pulling an extreme makeover on the backyard.  The place looked like it was dipped in gold and coated in a fine white wine.

And so again, feliz cumpleanos to our boy Reed for making it into the 21 club.  SKYBOX coming soon?

WILLTHEWATERGO?

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Meet the dog.

This is Rocko 247 1/2E.  He belongs to Puck and has been living with us here at Epsilon since September.

It should be noted that the correct spelling of Rocko is R-O-C-K-O.  It's not R-O-C-C-O, like many ADX girls think it is.  That's just silly.

In the above pictures you see Rocko in his natural state.  20 hours of the day, Rocko can be found lounging or recreationally poking around in the back yard.  He likes tearing apart the sofa back there and crapping all over said couch and our shed.  Often times it requires a pl*dge to clean up his defecated matter, for which they humbly volunteer, almost reluctantly.

The other 4 hours of the day, Rocko is a WWF Superstar on ritalin.  He can be found using the couches in the front room as a velodrome and wrestling ring, in which all of us are all too willing to join in some friendly combat.  He especially likes pinning you down and trying to eat your face with kisses and play-bite your hair off.

Rocko's likes: people food, wrestling, belly scratches, peanut butter, digging through trash cans, playing with golf balls, being chased by actives, sitting on couches even though Melee kicks him off

Rocko's dislikes: vacuum cleaners, saxophones, being left alone on a leash

All that being said, Rocko is one of the biggest blessings to the house this year, and we look forward to one more year with this awesome canine before he moves out when Puck graduates.

ONEMOREDAYTILTHEDROUGHT,

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Happy birthday...

Happy birthday to Reed 249E.

The dude joins myself, Shox, Suave, Remo, and Quill in the over-21 club.

It should be noted that there are house devos in a little over 6 hours and more than 5 of us are not yet asleep.

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Captured recap

If you weren't at Captured, you are a fool.

Here's a recap for those of you who partied with us, and the rest of you who missed out on the Armageddon of open mic nights.

1: The pledges.  Performed Jack Johnson's "Breakdown."

2.  Shox, Remo, Crush, and Puck performed a Rise Against song and an AFI track.  Give it up to Shox for opening our ears to a new realm of possibility from the former treasurer.

3.  The pledges, led by agassi, performed that one Souljaboy track.

4.  Crush performed some melodious accoustic jams.

5.  Nasa became the most loved active in AMERICA.

6. Versace painted the prettiest picture with words.

7.  The Pledge Class Heroes (now active, Beta Theta) reunion.  Colin "Quill" Lepiscopo pulled out all the stops and captured the audience as if he was Henry Rollins doing stand up.

8.  Melee merged Metallica and Psalms.  GET INTO IT.

9.  Puck, Remo, chops with a jazz trio straight outta a Miles Davis video.

10.  Kix shredded her axe and made us fall in love with Jesus all over again.

11.  DRUM JAMZ and more from PCH took us out once again.

Inside the house we had some gorgeous art and photographs.

So you see, if you weren't there, you should be cryin' in your sleep.  Tyrannosaurus Rage was unable to make an appearance due to line-up problems, but if all goes to plan, you should be seeing some hard jams coming from Puck and Sequel pretty soon.  But that is another story for another day.

In the meantime, Rocko continues to wreck shop in our backyard like a hound of Baskerville on steroids.  PUPPY RAGE.  Remember that time he crapped on the pledges sleeping gear after chalking?  We should give the dog letters.

TWOMOREDAYZUNTILTHEWATERRUNSOUT,

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Final Monday

Monday was straight ill.

Nikko got some rotisserie roasted chickens, along with an entire tray of scalloped potatoes.  Then, he and Lalo cooked up a delightful dish involving green beans and bacon.  This meal tasted fit for a god.  My taste buds nearly exploded with pleasure as I caressed them with poultry and legumes.

Voting results for next semester:

VP - Shox

Chaplain - Reed

Pledgemaster - Puck

House manager - Crush

Secretary - Darko

General meeting was an absolute riot.  Our pledges have no concept of what a good Christmas decoration is.  chops brought some blue and gold ornaments that were kinda tight, though.  ZORRO.

In the finest tradition, Shox got the Grunion Tie.  Reed thunder-owned him with a readback that came straight from the heart, inspiring tears from multiple actives.  Poor Darko had to seek counseling aftewards, we are still awaiting word from his therapist.  Shamefully taking his place in the Grunion Throne, Shox was given his noose... err... tie, and tried to cover his transgression by dumping a 3-liter bottle of soda on himself.  The pledges were masochistically performing self-mutilation upon themselves out of sheer disappointment in their pledgemaster.

Few of us have recovered from the night.  Be sure you peep out at Captured tonight.  It would mean a lot to us and to Darko to see a full house.

Time for class,

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Wetting your appetite

Here it is, straight from the cutting room floor of 20th Century Shox Productions, the teaser trailer for the fall '07 DVD. Full release is December 6, 2007 at the Alpha Gamma Omega banquet. It's gonna be the hottest ticket in town. Clowns were straight turned away tryin' to sneak a peek at this visual juggernaut.

Give it up to David "Shox" Shokair for some stellar editing and what promises to be the best DVD yet!

(Be sure you notice that good lookin' fool at the end, chowin' down on some ADX Thanksgiving Feast.)

http://youtube.com/watch?v=xVvvKWqlYQ4



*It should be known that I was going to upload this video directly to the blog, but it straight wigged out at denko's and wouldn't let me do it. Needless to say, I went with the next best thing. Video is still ill.

Time to do homework. Recap of Monday coming after class on Tuesday.
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Verification

Melee is in fact wearing the tie.  Good man.

FIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE THIRTYYYYYYYYY!

It's Monday.  Melee should be reppin' the Grunion Tie hard.

Final Monday meeting of the semester.  PULLIN' OUT ALL THE STOPS.  If the pl*dges don't finally figure out the definition to the word "entertainment" I'm going to flip out.

Elections tonight, too.  THE FUTURE IS ALMOST HERE.

And oh yeah... peep back here later tonight, as this will be the exclusive location to see the trailer for this semester's DVD, a David Shokair joint.

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Final Exec

Final exec meeting tonight for Fall 07.  At Denny's, but we didn't get hustled like the last time we collected calories together there, so that was a real nice change.

I peeped the Heartland Scramble, and then shared some bonless buffalo strips with Shox.  Back bathroom... be advised.  The storm is brewing.

Hopefully our water doesn't get shut down.  If it does, expect up to the minute updates on the status of our dehydrated souls.

Our pl*dges are foolzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.  Get into that information.

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THE BLOGGING BEGINS.

Yo... so this is the unofficial official blog of the Epsilon Chapter of Alpha Gamma Omega.  It will document all epic, outrageous, non-secret activities of this fraternity as seen fit by the blogmaster... me.  I shall update this electronic document of truth until the end of my activeship, whereby I will pass the torch unto a young gun, full of passion for lexicon and magnanimous with the keyboard.

Get ready for masterful tales of what happens when 13 dudes live in a 4 bedroom house that is getting torn down in less than 8 months.

Bookmark this page and make it your homepage.  Committ its contents to memory and allow them to fill your senses with the aromatic sensations that can only come from a blog about dudes who love God and huge moments in life.

Time to go get dragged behind a truck on my stomach,

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