wbw--aka "stupid things I did at the KA house."

okay, maybe not stupid. crazy. ridiculous. out-there. wouldn't-do-now-that-I'm-28. and this is just two--there are many, many more of them. sometimes involving bandanas, mechanical bulls, bottles of paint, togas and/or goldfish.

in college, the KAs were my faves. I spent a lot of time at that house. I must admit I'm a bit partial to the theta chis now, as Matt is one of them and some of his frat brothers are really awesome guys, but the KAs will ALWAYS have a special place in my heart. aw.

okay, so getting this show on the road...

oooooh, college. I look back on you, and I smile, and I think "damn, that was fun [once.I.decided.to.let.loose.and.not.obsess.about.grades -and- immediately.began.getting.better.grades.but anyway]" and also "boy, am I glad it's over."

let's just remember it fondly, and revisit it on occassion, aight?

so: this is for KA's week--Old South, right Turner? Or was that just the dance? I know this once is during my sophomore year. We sang "KA Angel." As in Johnny Angel. I made all those shirts. ALL those shirts. we lost to the tridelts this year, I think. Whoever it was sang a song where they slapped their asses. mmmmhmm.

next up: oooooooh buddy. If you wanna be my lover...WANNABE!! This is Senior Year I think. ME? I am Sporty Spice. I WORE A SPORTS BRA IN PUBLIC and SHOWED MY BELLY BUTTON AT A NON-SWIMMING POOL or GYM. This was slightly scandalous. Okay, more that slightly. I wore tight clothes then, but dangit, they covered everything! I required some serious convincing that a track jacket would not do.

Oh and by the way? This year? WE WON!

and for your reading pleasure--I heard this so many times I can't ever forget it...my itsy had to rap it.

now, here's the story from K-to-D, you wanna get with me, you gotta listen carefully--
we got becky/is in the place with smiles on their face
we got K and stacy, dancin' and an amy b-precious as can be-she she's so sweet
slam the fish down, the party's all around
slam the fish down, the party's all around...

if you want a slamin' party, you gotta go to goldfish...

um, this might also clue you in to what was done *at* goldfish. fish were absolutely harmed in the making of that party. ew. anyway, moving on. oh and, another hit not pictured here: KA Cabana. As in the Copa, CopaCabana...there was another one but I don't recall it.

oooooooh college.