oh yeah...

i forgot to tell one outstanding story from this weekend... the one about the band.

Picture this: Half time at the "Bash at the Big House" and 52,000 people are sitting on their bums waiting to be entertained. First at bat, the Grand Valley State Marching band does a stunningly mediocre performance with some very uninspired drill work. (Hey, third place at state finals, 1997, fool. Their shit was bad) Now the crowd has a craving for the funny and here comes the Tech pep band. Releasing their best sarcastic impersonation of a drunk marching band, they stumble onto the field and start playing the hits of Monty Python... And i'm talking about the real hits. Camelot, the lumber jack song, sit on my face, every sperm is sacred... you know , the family songs. just... try to picture the Michigan Tech Pep Band, on the U of M football field, in front of 55,000 fans playing "Every Sperm is Sacred," while forming a giant egg on the field. Folks, the Tuba players were the sperm and they were trying to penetrate it's outer shell. Then one tuba DID get in, and the egg was fertilized. in front of 60,000 people the Huskie band fertilized an egg in marching drill.

At least now the whole world knows that Tech students are a bunch of drunken, horny nerds.

They finished the set by creating a giant beer stein on the field and slowly lowering the level of beer in the mug as they played the drunken swagger song.

i was laughing and crying at the same time.