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Wow. Most enthusiastic participatory group event for no reward ever. Very fun. Stupid list, with difficult things and easy things.
About the first thing I noticed I already had was 80's music (Journey counts). I figured they might like my knife and chainmail so I brought it down. It did count. Johnny (advisor) drove us to my house and we picked up the puppies and the kittens, and they were worth a lot, as was my mom's rendition of Dve Nevesti with me. Then Johnny drove us to the store, where we got Phish food Ben&Jerry's, chocolate syrup and gummy bears (to make chocolate-covered gummy bears, which don't exist in nature). I was proud I could remember directions to Walgreens and Kroger by PVA from Rice. Johnny also found a little kid Time Out chair which was hilarious. We bought green and purple dye, and my hair is fairly green at the moment (my two favorite colors are the Jones College colors, imagine that!), and the rest of the entire group is also green or purple-haired. Teddy looks pretty funny, with his strawberry-blond and purple eyebrows. Ian (other advisor)'s roommate is the mascot, so we got him to come and give a judge a lap dance, but we were outdone by another group who brought a stripper. Goodness. Ian did the coke chug challenge successfully (a 2-liter bottle in under 3 minutes), but other people did it again later. He was the best, though. Ian is cool.
The number of signs (street, building, parking lot and construction) in the Jones commons by midnight was incredibly innumerable. They had the reliant Staduim Purple Lot parking sign, a bunch of street signs (nothing vital, just stuff like No Thru Trucks and Slow Children), a bunch of college building-identification signs, astroworld parking signs, construction cones and barrels, other colleges' O-week signs... lots and lots.
One group jacked a huge person-sized tank of liquid nitrogen from somewhere, another brought the Corona table back from Chuy's, and Ian got the girls from Sonic to come by. Lots of people got painted green, and a few Baker 13ed through the commons, some with underwear, some with just shaving cream. A group had all its guys dress in very convincing drag. Nobody beat Dr. Forman (Jones Master) at chess. That would have been a lot. I'm going to just take a shower and go to bed, cause they're tabulating the results as I write this, so I'll hear about them tomorrow. Not that the winning group gets anything. But Jones always wins. Even when we don't. And it was all between us.
About the first thing I noticed I already had was 80's music (Journey counts). I figured they might like my knife and chainmail so I brought it down. It did count. Johnny (advisor) drove us to my house and we picked up the puppies and the kittens, and they were worth a lot, as was my mom's rendition of Dve Nevesti with me. Then Johnny drove us to the store, where we got Phish food Ben&Jerry's, chocolate syrup and gummy bears (to make chocolate-covered gummy bears, which don't exist in nature). I was proud I could remember directions to Walgreens and Kroger by PVA from Rice. Johnny also found a little kid Time Out chair which was hilarious. We bought green and purple dye, and my hair is fairly green at the moment (my two favorite colors are the Jones College colors, imagine that!), and the rest of the entire group is also green or purple-haired. Teddy looks pretty funny, with his strawberry-blond and purple eyebrows. Ian (other advisor)'s roommate is the mascot, so we got him to come and give a judge a lap dance, but we were outdone by another group who brought a stripper. Goodness. Ian did the coke chug challenge successfully (a 2-liter bottle in under 3 minutes), but other people did it again later. He was the best, though. Ian is cool.
The number of signs (street, building, parking lot and construction) in the Jones commons by midnight was incredibly innumerable. They had the reliant Staduim Purple Lot parking sign, a bunch of street signs (nothing vital, just stuff like No Thru Trucks and Slow Children), a bunch of college building-identification signs, astroworld parking signs, construction cones and barrels, other colleges' O-week signs... lots and lots.
One group jacked a huge person-sized tank of liquid nitrogen from somewhere, another brought the Corona table back from Chuy's, and Ian got the girls from Sonic to come by. Lots of people got painted green, and a few Baker 13ed through the commons, some with underwear, some with just shaving cream. A group had all its guys dress in very convincing drag. Nobody beat Dr. Forman (Jones Master) at chess. That would have been a lot. I'm going to just take a shower and go to bed, cause they're tabulating the results as I write this, so I'll hear about them tomorrow. Not that the winning group gets anything. But Jones always wins. Even when we don't. And it was all between us.