The Times They Are A Changin'

Most of my entries to the blogmosphere either pertain to pursuits of intoxication, debaucherous activities, or drunken ramblings. While there is certainly nothing wrong with such an agenda, there is always room for a sentimental post.

While I sat in class today (first time I made it to Tuesday classes in 3 weeks, thanks to St. Patty's day and my birthday), my thoughts began to wander. Then a sudden realization hit me: April begins tomorrow. True, with April comes spring, warm weather, baseball, red wings playoffs, maize-blue tailgate, and the approaching summer. But April also means yet another year of college has come and gone. For me, this means I only have one left.

For BOX, this April will truly stand out as an historical turning point of this institution. Perhaps not as big a turning point as when an entirely new group took over the BOX reigns two years ago. And I'm sure there have been more turning points in years past that I just don't know about. But after this year, there will be a slew of changes to BOX and its surroundings.

The Bad

- Two of the authors of this blog, Pete and B-Russ, two staples of this house over the last two years, will be graduating following this semester. Not only will they be graduating from the prestigious engineering school here (which I would certainly fail out of), but they will be graduating from a world of filth, constant drunkenness, and all else that BOX entails. Both bound for Seattle to work for the Navy, I know that we all wish these two fellows the best (side note: BOX has a surprisingly successful alumni group, which may possibly come to an end after these two leave). However, they will certainly be missed and it will be impossible to fill the void they leave upon departure.

- In another blow, BOX will essentially be losing the White Street house. As far as I know, each and every one of them will be off to bigger and better things after this year. They have been known to throw some of the best parties I've attended in college, and these will truly be missed. And I can't even imagine a BOX tailgate without them. The same can be said for all the seniors next door.

I hope that we can send these seniors out the right way, with an epic final tailgate next weekend.

- Furthermore, BOX will be acquiring a new neighbor next year that really seems all too ironic to me. Yes, with some miracle stroke of luck, the fraternity that Andy and I were expelled from is losing their house next year, and are now forced to move into a bunch of houses. The main house of theirs will be next door to us next year. Well, I'm just going to leave it at that.

The Good

- In a move unprecedented in BOX history, we will have two houses next door to eachother beginning this fall. This means that tailgating area will be more than doubled, creating new oppurtunities to destroy things, make a fool of yourself, etc. And since Craig, Justin, Jello, and the rest of the crew will be moving into this house, the drinking can do nothing but increase. I plan on passing out at this house at least once a week next year.

- Along with the additional BOX house, we will continue our sort of alliance with our good friends in DKE two doors down, albeit with a new set of fratters.

- 8 tailgates next year, with a guarantee that Michigan Football cannot be any worse than they were last year.

- Our newest member, the Daywalker as he likes to be called, will be moving in. This will offer us various hazing oppurtunities while at the same time give us a new drinking companion.

- Thankfully, although he is a senior, the friendly neighborhood drunk will not be graduating this year. This means we get another year of shenanigans and tomfoolery from this legendary man.

- The "beta" chapter of BOX has been started in Dayton. I can't imagine that it will have the continuous success that we have had here, but it can't be a bad thing that BOX is spreading its seed. (in fact, one of our own was arrested at a BOX-Dayton party over the weekend, so they're off to a good start).

The Ugly

Zola is still living here.