After months of delay and unequivocal efforts to make things smaller and cut out the larger fish from the discussion, the “final statement” and “conclusion” has been delivered in the form of a conference call. The basic message from National: There was no misconduct, get it through your thick fucking skull. Also: It’s in the past! […]
Read more "Epilogue-ish"For most of the last 20 years or so, my kids would ask me about tattoos. My grandpa had a prison homemade one, my brother has several. I would always tell them I was not a big fan of them getting tattoos – as my children, they were perfect as is. HOWEVER, if they decided […]
Read more "Tattoo You"With National and you have my immediate thoughts on the silver and red wall of BS. Background here.
More to come.
My fraternity’s national organization is filled with North Korea-like hardliners hamstrung by institutional inertia and a centripetal focus. Basically, their response to some legitimate concerns about financial and fiduciary matters has been to stick the information in a file and wait for the complainants to die. Character indeed.
Read more "This Town Needs an Enema"Dear America As a human being, an American, a college graduate and a third-degree member of Phi Sigma Kappa, I am aghast at the conduct of SAE at the University of Oklahoma. I’m not terribly surprised, though. SAE has always been synonymous with dickweed (at least at Western and ASU). Back in the day, SAEs […]
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Thank you, Sirius 70s on 7. Thank you for transporting me back to 1982. Rae? Mae? Some Phi Mu with curly short hair. Somehow, a kegger ends with some face mashing in the upstairs mini room with this song in the background. Thanks for the memory that I can’t shake.
Better a fond memory than the herpes. Trust me on this – Todd S.
Read more "The Best of Times"
We’re off to SEMA. Yes, we’re meeting up with old classmates while there. No, there is not an agenda or an expectancy, except Vegas-y Vegasness, clogged with crazier-than-usual cars. And that’s plenty. [Ed.: Also whiskey, beyond the usual one Wild Turkey.]
Read more "Deja Vu, Except Different"
Smoke a bowl and play it loud.
1961 – The chapter: Let’s make a corporation to own the house. We’ll pay ourselves rent. We’ll make it endure for 30 years, to see how things go. All Phi Sigma Kappa members will be stakeholders. The state: Sounds like a plan. 1991 – Crip and Gingerman: Let’s just make the corporation permanent, so we […]
Read more "You fucked up. You trusted us."