Thunder sends chills up my spine.

I absolutely love that sound. It almost feels like the deep rumble of a rolling log parading its way through a scared evergreen forest. It is the perfect accompanyment to a Bowerbirds track. I wish there was more of it in Vancouver minus of coarse the torrential rains that often follow.

I should also make a note of last night as it turn out there are or were quite a few alum Sigs that read this thing. It was ridiculous. I mean, I was completely sober throughout the keg race (shocking I know) and perhaps I don't have room to talk, but DAMN DUDES. Perhaps my sobriety slanted my perspective, but that was ALOT of shitty keg beer.

Alot.

I was a little surprised at the lack of keg stands though, alas what are you going to do when there is no more juice?

PS: I helped save some Nigerian children by buying some overpriced hotdogs. I feel like I should get a badge or something.