- April 21st, 2006, 12:45 pm
#12610
Freshman year (1993-94, aka The Year They Gave Out the BR Lakin Scholarship and Everyone With A Pulse -- Including Me -- Got In) on 7-2:
* Two Word of Life guys in the next room down building a potato gun and firing spuds out the dorm window across the Ravine in the SH parking lot. When they got bored with that, they filled it w/ shaving cream, then knocked on the door of the most naive freshman you could imagine. When he answered, he and nearly everything in his room were instantly coated in shaving cream.
* Sitting in the hallway on the phone wondering to myself what that banging was in the room across the hall. When the noise stops, the guy comes out and ignores everyone, just beats it to the door. A minute later, his roommate comes out shaking like a leaf. Turned out the first guy just found he'd been suspended from school and trashed the room, even smashing the mirror and shearing off the sink. The reason he was suspended? Allegedly flashing a gun over a foul call in the Cage.
* Wayne Lance, aka future head coach of LCA, aka Uniball, aka Super Naked Man. Wayne was my prayer leader and used to get ready for bed around 9 PM. Unfortunately, Wayne liked to sleep in the nude so, from 9:00 on he would wander the hall wearing only a sleeping bag around his shoulders. He actually defused a couple fistfights in the hallway by simply stepping between combatants, again proving his old adage, "Nobody wants to get in a fight with a naked guy."
* Realizing four years later that, of the 92 guys in that hall, only a dozen of us actually graduated.
* Lovett Lite cruising around campus in his Camaro w/ a blonde skunk stripe through his hair and random members of the Sounds of Liberty. Were any of us surprised it turned out he was gay?
* Spending the night in my girlfriend's dorm room during winter finals (I don't recommend that one).
* The inception of the Spirit Rock.
* Being told how much the school paid for a big rock.
* The first time some daring, adventurous, non-prosecutable students set the Spirit Rock on fire.
* The Ice Storm of January '94. Bad enough that classes were cancelled for nearly a week but also bad enough that you literally could not walk anywhere or do anything. So much boredom and so many injuries. Nearly a fourth of the campus ended up on crutches after that week.
"I invite all the young champions on Liberty Mountain to come up and rub my woolly mustache."