Duck Tape can fix ANYTHING

So my roommate has been terrified to leave the room this week because he doesn't want anything done to his stuff. He has two classes at times that allow me to be in the room by myself. He skipped both of them this week. At first it ruined my plan, but I devised a way to get around it. Today he skipped his 1 o'clock class to be in the room while I was here. But, we both had 2 o'clock classes. So I walked with him until I had reached the building my class was in and went it. What he didn't know was that I made a beeline for the back door of the building and came straight back to my room to find my two accomplices awaiting my arrival.


I unlocked the door. We took his sheets off, then pulled his mattress out. I took every last one of his writing utensils and taped them to the ceiling all the way to the front door. Craig and Johnny were busy taking everything in the room including his clothes, pillows, books and couch cushions and taped them ALL to the ceiling. We did not have enough room to tape the bed to the ceiling in my room, so we did the logical thing and moved it to the hall way. We taped it up. I failed to get pictures of the ceiling because he came back just as we were finishing up so I only have one, maybe two, good pictures.

One last endeavor I took part in was salting a toothbrush. What a pleasant surprise for my RA tonight!

Crooked

This blog has nothing to do with prank week or anything intelligent... or anything of any importance. So if you would like to get back to what you were doing, you will probably stay smarter, and not waste however much time it would take you to read this post.

Anyway, I have been playing this game on AddictingGames.com called 50 states. The screen gives you a blank outline of the United States and at the top a random order of the states outlines. The object of the game is to put the state as close to its position as possible. If you miss it tell you approximately how many miles you were off. I have gotten an average of 1 mile before... nerd I know.

But when this game gives you a state to place, it gives you one at a time. And as I have played the game, the more I have really been bothered by the fact that the states, especially in the Northeast are extremely crooked. I know it is due to the who latitude thing. This is just an observation that has really bothered me for the last twenty minutes, so I am writing to see what other people think. I know the majority of people will think I am a lunatic... but that's ok - I still like you.

Productivity

So day 1 of Prank Week has been pretty monotonous as far as pranks happening to myself. However, I had a pretty decent idea to get my RA. He also happens to be my old room mate. In the lobby we have some furniture including some tables, chairs, and couches. I had some help with Elliott and Craig to pull this off. Here are a couple few pictures. Enjoy.

Trevor's door. I forgot to get the pictures before we stacked everything so I am using my height to my advantage.

Going back to get the tables.

Two couches, a chair, two tables (the other is on the other side to ensure symmetry)

And this is what we do at Gardner-Webb Univeristy. Education is the "priority" here. However, I prefer to have fun and slack off and use my brain for more productive things such as stacking furniture in front of my RA's door.

Prank Week

What happens when you have a lot of college guys, lots of free time, and lots of resources? Pranks. Pranks have happened all throughout the year and most of them have been quite hilarious. However, this week has been declared Prank Week.

We held a meeting to discuss some limitations on the pranks such as no physically hurting someone and some other basic ground rules that can be bent VERY easily. So as the week progresses and things happen, there will be a number of posts describing the things that go down in Royster this week. I am sure they will be quite humorous. Please stay tuned to see what happens as the week progresses. It is going to be FUN!

Suspect?

Today has been a long, but fun day. After church I went out to eat followed by some hangout time at the Rollins. Around 3:30 I left to go hangout at the Bryant's to watch the Carolina game with Grace and Paige. I was exhausted by this time and after the game everyone was leaving and I went to go play an uneventful game of disc golf since it was so nice outside.

I got to Mill's Home to play and left my keys in my glasses case got out and left to go play disc golf. It started to get dark whilst I was playing so I decided to call it quits after 16 holes around 6:55 pm. I walked up to my car only to find it locked. Time for me to get creative.

I pull out my putter which has the biggest lip on the outside and squeeze my arm through my cracked window and attempt to unlock my back door. I come up WAY short. So after approximately ten minutes of attempting with my putter, I give up on that idea and move to my next brilliant idea.

There happened to be a lot of sticks laying on the ground around my car. I pick one up and attempt to break it to test its durability. It does not break. So, I take it to my car and carefully maneuver the stick into my car window. I get the stick into my handle and as soon as I go to pull my handle the stick snaps in half. So my brain keeps on working at its full potential and I search for another, larger stick. I find one and once again I maneuver the stick into my car and start pulling the handle. Naturally, there is a problem. The stick was too large and would not come back far enough to open my door. I was attempting to unlock my car this way for about twenty minutes. When a flashing light catches my eye.

I turn around only to see a police officer pulling over a car across main street. My next brilliant idea comes to mind. I think to myself go ask the cop to help unlock your car but then it occurs to me that I would have to walk up to him at night which is pretty sketchy. So I keep trying the stick idea for about 5 more minutes before giving up and deciding to walk to main street. As I approach Main Street, the cop is in his car writing a ticket so I decide to stand across the street and wait until the officer is finished with the ticket.

After about five minutes of waiting for the officer to get out and approach the car in front of him a train comes along. No more than thirty seconds after the train comes along the officer gets out of his car. He talks to the people receiving the ticket and then begins walking back to his car. It is at this time that I start jumping up and down saying officer and waving my arms in an attempt to get his attention. I finally get it and he comes across the street. I tell him my predicament and he responds "What?" Once again, I explain my situation, this time a little bit louder. This time his response scares me a little. "Get in the car", he states. I reluctantly walk across the street with him. He opened the door to the backseat and I got in. He shut the door. The officer walked around the car, got in, and proceeded to ask what happened. I explained my situation and he started talking into his radio with a bunch of number and codes and such.

"Suspect approached on foot" is what I heard next. This kinda caught me off guard. I did not know I was a suspect for asking an officer to help unlock my car. He went on to ask where my car is and I pointed him in the right direction. We get there and I go to get out of the car. Except I can't. I did not realize that the officer had to let me out. He came and let me out then the officer went to his trunk and got his unlock tool thing. I informed him that the drivers side window was cracked. He goes to unlock my car and as soon as he got his tool in my car he dropped it. What a predicament. My keys are in my car along with the tool to unlock my car.

The officer now has to begin to think creatively like I had to do. He reached for his belt and pulled off the beater stick thing. He extends it and proceeds to open my car using that.

After more than an hour of thinking creatively, I was able to get into my car. The officer drove off and I returned home. My spare key is now in my room instead of in my car. Good thinking right?

SNOW DAY!!!!!!!!

This is all for gk. We got a TON of snow last night. I don't really remember anything like it. The last time I remember getting snow of this magnitude I was about 5 and lived in Salem, Virginia. So when my friend reported at about 7:30pm that it was snowing, I immediately rused to the window expecting the typical North Carolina snow - about a half inch of tiny, little snow flakes barely coming down in a flurry. I was incredibly surprised. The biggest, whitest snow flakes I have ever seen were gracefully falling from the overcast sky. After jumping up and down and running around like a little kid for about an hour, still doubting it would stick, I went outside in about an inch of snow. It was AWESOME! It covered the grass! Then around 9 it really started coming down. There were about four hundred people out on the quad having a massive snow ball fight. Some people made snowmen, and some people decided to streak through the quad. The were the primary target for snowballs. After I got pegged in the face with a snowball around ten I decided to come back in and drink some hot chocolate. there was no sleeping last night until VERY late. Here are some pictures of what we got

This was after about an hour.. just before I was about to go to the quad.

My car. Elliot almost hit it last night because he couldn't see it.

The house out behind my dorm.

Some trees

Some more trees