Backdated - 11 - 22 - 2009

I had a great time playing (or almost playing) capture the flag on the north oval of the University of Oklahoma campus. All systems were go until we found out that a fight had broken out in the union parking garage. Apparently there was a party that simply degenerated. An eyewitness said that Asp street was simply lined with cop cars. Sirens were blaring, people were shouting, and whistles were blowing, and you could see cops crowding the garage. Around the time that the group that I was with left the north oval a K9 unit arrived.

I had a great time playing (or almost playing) capture the flag on the north oval of the University of Oklahoma campus. All systems were go until we found out that a fight had broken out in the union parking garage. Apparently there was a party that simply degenerated. An eyewitness said that Asp street was simply lined with cop cars. Sirens were blaring, people were shouting, and whistles were blowing, and you could see cops crowding the garage. Around the time that the group that I was with left the north oval, a K9 unit arrived. Alas we decided to take our fun elsewhere. We were afraid of a stray bullet if it escalated to that, or just being too close to the action and somehow being seen as being involved. Kinda scary. I' m sure that the Oklahoma Daily will have something about it on Monday, or maybe the week after since Thanksgiving is next week.

I also watched the movie Accepted, which included all the fun of the South Harmon Institute of Technology. It was a really funny movie actually, and it really challenged the status quo. It tries to answer the simple question, "Why do we go to College Anyways?" Why do we try to get high paying jobs and lead lives that are nothing like we originally envisioned when we were younger? Why do we let a curriculum define who we are instead of allowing what we really want in life define who we are?

Alright, back to the fight, er, or after the fight. We decided on basketball and throwing the football. At which time I decided to leave, because I have choir tomorrow morning: bright and early at 9am. It should be fun though.

I also saw Marilyn Horne on Friday night give a public master class. There were some amazing singers from the school of music who were critiqued. Mrs. Horne is actually really funny in her critique in addition to being really famous. However, I never knew about her until I saw in the Oklahoma Daily that she was coming. It was a pleasant surprise. Anywho, she’ll be back in April. If she does something public, maybe we (those interested) could go together.