The Asian Sensation

When my naive little freshman self first arrived in the diverse land of Ann Arbor, I was shocked at the overwhelming population of Asians strolling about. If you have ever stepped foot on campus, you know that Ann Arbor is essentially the American center for the East. I was rather quick to stereotype our Eastern friends, and I assumed that for four years the only times they would effect me was either when they made the grading curve a lot worse for people like me, or if I ventured to the library or Bubble Island (both rarities). But all this changed on one fateful day last May. . . 

It was Spring term in AA, memorial day. Ross and myself had been invited to a barbeque/ day-drinking extravaganza. Seeing that the two of us lazily failed to acquire jobs, and that our sole objective for the summer was to drink our faces off, we accepted the invitation with enthusiasm. It was here that we met what you could call the Greenwood annex of BOX -- particularly Dave and Ting on that day. After a strong day-drinking session, we prepared to watch the Red Wings in playoff action during the evening: aka we continued drinking heavily as we watched the Wings annihilate their foe. Drinking continued through the night, and by the time 2:00 in the morning rolled around, most of the party-goers had made their way home. The lone stragglers were Ross, myself, Dave, and Ting. 

An immaculate friendship was born after the four of us expressed a common interest at that juncture in our lives: we all desired to continue drinking. All the campus liquor stores being closed, we procured a ride to Kroger where we promptly purchased a case of beer. Then and there, we made a vow that we could not leave the porch until the case was gone. Long after Dave had passed out in the struggle to kill the case, Ross and I were amazed as we watched Ting, a little asian fellow, match us beer for beer as the hours passed. At approximately 4:30 a.m., the case was finished. My memory seems to fade at that point, but I remember Ross and I stumbling back to the abode shocked, mystified, amazed, and jubilant at the drinking prowess of our new friend Ting.

Thus began BOX's affiliation with Greenwood, and thus began our friendship and tradition of stumbling over there while drunk. He defies the odds, puts insults to the stereotypes, and drinks heavily; Today, I salute you Ting. 

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In other events, the Challenge will be held tomorrow, Wednesday, May 13, in the year of our Lord MMIX. Beginning at 3:30 p.m., Pete and I will battle our livers over a six hour time span in an attempt to consume far more Camo Silver Ice than is safe for normal humans.