Angus Giving

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ANGUS GIVING:
Some mornings, it's just not worth chewing through the leather straps. Today I'm glad I did. The escape from the asylum was well worth it for Angus pre-thanksgiving. Thanksgiving always reminds me of that lame joke from grade school...

If April showers bring May flowers, what do May flowers bring? Pilgrims! [mayflower-hahahaha]

So it seems there's a tradition for pre-thanksgiving dinner at PSU before everyone goes home for thanksgiving. This year and last, Nicole's friends all got together at Angus' for a potluck. First prize goes to whoever made the funky dessert I had 3 servings of-mmm. If they can not fulfill the duties of the winner, Tia's second place dish will assume the responsibility. Kudos also goes to Monica because she brought the classic pumpkin pie and whip cream. Nicole made butter with some corn for flavor and I bought thanksgiving cups on the way there. The cups were fall festive because there was a shortage of cups at the yuppie Wal-Mart.

PETEY GIVING:
Before Angus took over the realms, Petey self elected himself Prince of Thanksgiving. Though his actions may be far from the Puritan ideal of the people from the Mayflower, his undergrad in Boston must have allowed him to ingest the atmosphere of New England making him a Turkey God (not to be confused with the Turkey bowl serial killer). I will never forget him wrestling the turkey in the bathtub at his place setting up for the first of two thanksgiving with Petey.

CASE GIVING:
Even when I was an undergrad, those many years ago, we followed the pre-thanksgiving tradition. There was this girl in our volleyball class we called "Laughy" who never had yams. Can you believe it? She was a food scientist and hadn't had the most common thanksgiving staple? Case and I took this as incentive to use the free turkey we got from the local grocery store to and have our own pre-thanksgiving dinner at our place in Caulder commons. It was a small group inviting Melissa
and Minka and few vball friends. The four interesting things happened :

1) Everyone was damn impressed with Case's turkey cooked upside-down.
2) Everyone other than me mocked his mash potatoes for being liquidity (which this thanksgiving we learned was whipped potatoes not mashed, but was still weaker than his mom's version).
3) Nobody was injured in matchy-matchy, smashy-smashy, or sock fires**[see below for descriptions].
4) Laughy thanked us for Thanksgiving but we forgot to put out the yams. Laughy, next time you're in the lab trying to make the next best yogurts, try some yams in the recipe; if anything just so you can try them.

LENA GIVING??
Angus is graduating, so whose going to take over next year?....My prediction is Lena, but we'll see.

BONUS BLOG (Pchewy games corner)

**sock fires**--It turns out all socks made or sold in the USA is flame retardant. This means if you're roomie sitting in the living room with his socked feet on the table, you can walk by with your zippo and light it on fire. Keep a few things in mind. This works better if they're wearing shorts or jeans because in theory you could light their pants on fire, but I've never seen that happen. Similarly anything else around could light on fire but that's unlikely too unless you're a fool. Thick socks work the best, especially the standard white Wal-Mart socks. The more fuzzies the better, so new socks or very old socks are like sock fire virgins or prostitutes, and they make the biggest blaze. The fire will light the fuzzies and then extinguish leaving a warm feeling on the foot. An desired effect would be a slightly unpleasant odor in the air. Try it out on yourself if you like, and ask anybody I know like Julia if it works. Enjoy.

**matchy-matchy**--In its essence, this is a simple game to waste time that is only fun as a challenge or amusing if you have a roommate like Heverly who hates indoor fire and has to stomp on it. The idea of the game is easy. Open a pack of matches so the matches are exposed and put them in the center of the table. Each player gets their own match book. In turn, they flick a match at the table hoping to ignite the center pack.

The challenge is the way you flick the match. Don't just light the match and throw it, that's too easy. Take the match and place the tip of the match between your index finger and the black flint part of the match box. Then flick match parallel along the black flint part as though the match was a plane and the flint was the runway. If you do it quickly enough, when you let go of the match, it should ignite and hurl itself off the match box towards the goal. When you hit the match box in the middle the whole thing should ignite in a blaze of triumph. Practice & Enjoy!!

**smashy-smashy**--What key has legs and can't open doors? A Turkey, or Case after a game of smashy-smashy.

Finally a game for the bold, bored or blitzed. The goal of smash-smash is beautiful in its simplicity. The sole goal is not to break the glass beer bottles as you throw them somewhere. Pick a target and throw turn by turn. Add some simple padding like a pizza box if necessary. This game works best if you have a kitchen type area to throw. It's especially amusing if you play with all of your roommate except one. Then that one can comes home later and step on the glass. You gotta feel for Case, and love smashy-smashy.

To end another joke, hopefully a grade school one you don't know.
If the Pilgrims were alive today, what would they be most famous for?

--Their AGE

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