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Hippie Fest
For those who did not know... Eugene is a hippie meca. On campus there is always some protest going on (only like three people there... but a protest none-the-less) and bums all over who don't believe in "work" for some reason. So I'm supposed to give them some of the money I "worked" to earn. Yeah right.
The students in the office are a lot of fun, and it is summer so there are not many people around, but those who are around are the committed ones. So it makes it more fun to work with them. I am going to love working here for the summer.
So the weather is perfect here, and no it is not raining. Everyone thinks it rains here all the time. Actually the summers are very mild and dry. It is like 70-80 everyday and a blend of soft clouds and breeze keeps it a great temperature to hangout and relax under.
Saturday was chill day. I started with lunch with Audra (the office coordinator) and her family. Her son is 24 and just started law school so that was cool to chat with him about the local attractions. We had some money Mexican food and then went to one of the posh shopping districts. Very nice, and they had a Coldstone Creamery, Becky I know you love that place. Then I headed on my own to the Eugene Saturday Market (AKA Hippie Fest). The arts and crafts were great and the smells from the food booths was making me drool... then the shirtless men, bums, hemp, women with hairy armpits, bob markley stickers, and people trying to get me to sign petitions ruined it for me. It was interesting to see the people though.
Hemp Fest is coming soon... no hippie town is complete without someone wanting to legalize the whacky tabacky. | 
Tie-Dye everything... even bras. And here I thought hippie chicks did not wear bras. |
Every corner had their little band playing trying to make a little loot. | 
Where ever there was a band... there was a tribe of hippies lying around.. "being free." |
Of course free range organic vegetables... | 
These peppers looked good... |
On each corner was someone trying to get people to sign a petition for something. Grassroots at its finest. | 
This guy's sign said, "Too Honest to Steal, Too Lazy to Work." Well I was to lazy to bend over and give his lazy butt some change. |
This guy is famous for selling Frog Joke Books. I should pick one up one of these days, he is on campus everyday. | 
In the main tent there was a little band... and of course a crazy hippie dancer. Reminded me of Zach J. at a Nepenthe Show... Remember Andy? |
One of the most common sites for me... laptop, cell phone and coffee drink at the Indigo District Coffee House. Gotta love free wireless. | 
It was a nice day... I rolled around with the top down... getting a tan. |
Besides driving around and hanging out at my new wireless cafe I have been watching a lot of movies and working on websites. They have the super duper cable package at Shelley's place so I been watching that. I also updated my chapter website... check it out...
WMU Betas
Sign the guestbook for me. I like to know who visits the site. Tomorrow I am meeting with the IFC Recruitment chairs and starting one of my big summer projects... to build an IFC Forma Recruitment process...
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More Adventures
The trip to Seattle was an adventure. Walking miles to find internet, seeing weird people in the airport, and getting stuck in the middle seat between two large people. Ah... traveling, what fun.
In Seattle I got picked up by a fraternity Brother, Anthony "Dough", I have known for a long time. It was great he even looked up train and bus prices for getting to Eugene. He drove me around the city and then we got some Korean food. Seattle is great and I am sure I will have some adventures here this summer.
Then Dough swung me by the Beta crib here. Carlos and Jacob where there and we hung out, we ended up hanging out at PhillyPhil's with a Brother from Miami(OH). We had some Heffenweizen and exchanged old Beta stories all night which was funny... Then they drove me around the city a little more and showed me the Freemont Troll.
Ian, Jacob, PhillyPhil and Carlos. | 
Had to take a pic of the Space Needle. |
Some of the Bros on the Freemont Troll | 
Me in front of the Troll... it was huge. |
Wednesday morning got up and Carlos, Ian and I headed to the bus station. Before leaving Carlos' new roommate showed up, they are excited to have a cute girl moving in. She asked about Eugene and I was telling her how hippy it was out here... you know... granola and sandals all the time. Then she said, "I know what you mean, I'm from Olypia, they have this old school there, and they never fix the old buildings.." Ian and I looked at eachother... I looked at her and smiled, thinking to myself... good thing you are cute, cause you got nothing else going for ya... what does old buildings have to do with hippies?
The bus is always an adventure... and 6.5 hours later I was in Eugene. We had one nice stop... Portland. It was a great drive and that city seems really cool. For sure a weekend visit there is in order.
The Union Station was an awesome old building. | 
The cities here are so green and surrounded with mountains and trees. |
I got to Shelley's house and got the house tour. Very nice... and she left the keys to the Audi convertible for me to use until she gets back next week... yeah! Let the adventure begin....
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Surprises and Adventures
So the Epsilon Chapter of Sigma Lambda Beta has two new members. On Friday night at 10:20:56 PM the Nu Line crossed. Steve and Raul are now El Padre and La Razon and their proud ship name is NUVISION. Congrats to the Neos and like all Brothers say... "The Hard Work Begins Now."
This was a very exciting line because Steve is Gary's little Brother in two ways, they are blood Brothers and now he is his little Brother in the Fraternity. It is very prideful for me because Gary is my little Brother making Steve part of my family tree. These two guys will be amazing additions to the Beta family at WMU and I expect great things to come.
The night was great, from GVSU came Maximo, Santiago, Sunil and of course Hermen. Ramon came and represented for Zeta and Junior from MSU came. Of course WMU diehar, Reymall came out and Vic as well. Rudy and Ish did a good job making everything successful. Good work everyone. We ended the night with a trip to Denny's after clubbing it up at Cheek to Cheek (the only under21 club on Fridays). Many hilarious stories.... Vic and his stain... Max not allowed to enter with his sleeveless cowboy shirt... Raul getting gamed on by the hot chicks at Denny's (no seriouslly, they were hot)... the old Asian hottie... and the clothes donations.
Steve and Raul... the proud Neos. | 
The Epsilon Nu Line:
N.U.V.I.S.I.O.N. |
Steve and my deuce Vic. | 
The Proud ME posing with his Neos. |
The GVSU gang rolled up: Hermen, Santi, Sunil and Max. Big Ups from the Epsilon Chapter to GVSU for their support. | 
Anyone who knows me really well... will know why this picture of us ready for the club is funny. |
Saturday morning we got up, had a quick meeting with the guys since I am missing the full chapter retreat, ate some more Big Burrito... and then Hermen and I rolled to Chicago. Novalí was a little cranky when we got there so we hung out a little and Hermen went back. Thanks a ton for the ride Bro, good looking out. After a short nap Novalí was back to her normal funny self and she was asking where Hermen went.
Saturday was the Puerto Parade so Novalí had her flags. | 
Novalí must keep Kraft in business with her Mac and Cheese addiction. |
She loves to take pictures... tells you to say Cheese and everything. | 
Always the Diva... with her purple purse and twirling her hair. |
Sunday was fathers day, Novalí made me a sweet little card with her hand prints in it, best card (and only) I got for fathers day. It was nice to have a few fraternity Brothers and friends called and congratulated me as well. Thanks. Sunday was also the Puerto Rican Festival. The famous Tito Rojas was playing and Tamara's mom did not want to miss it. So I went with her and Novalí while Tamara went to work. It was a lot of fun and great to see that many Latinos out and having great food, games, and Caribbean music. I ate three cups of Coco Ice Cream, some sweet lechon, arroz, chicharon, and of course tostones.
She woke me up at 8am and we played. | 
Then it was bath time before getting ready. |
Her hair is so curly when wet. | 
It is finally starting to get long also. |
All dressed and ready to hit the road. | 
In the stroller entering Humbolt Park. |
There were all kinds of games and of course Novi wanted to ride the courosel. | 
Puerto Ricans put flags designs on everything, or just plain out wear the flag. |
Novi and Abuela waiting for the bands. | 
I love Coco Ice Cream... I need to buy a machine. |
Food, food, food... Atkins can wait until I am not near Puerto Rican food. | 
She sat on my shoulders to be able to see the bands. She loved the stage dancers and danced all over. |
I took some great video clips as well and put together a little clip of her dancing. You can tell Novalí is part Puerto Rican cause any time a little Salsa comes on she gets to dancing. Check her out:
VIDEOS: Small Size (.6 Meg) | Large Size (3 Meg)
Right click to download videos. Small size only recommend for Dial-Up users.
Monday morning we watched Dora the Explorer and then hangout all day. Then Tuesday was the adventure....
I got up and headed to O'Hare Airport. I got there barely on time for my flight and rushed to find the ticket counter for ATA.... but there was none. I looked all over, terminal after terminal... no ATA. So I asked someone that worked there... "There is no ATA here sir" was the reply I got. I check my ticket, and sure enough.... I was supposed to be at Midway. So I hoped back on the CTA Train and headed to Midway. It was about an hour long train ride and I arrived. The lady there at the counter laughed when I said I was a little late for my flight. I managed to get a stand by flight... for five hours later. What to do... what to do... what to do...
I bummed for a while and made some calls. Talked to my mom and found out she is in the hospital with more shoulder pain... I cheered her up with my funny airport story. Then I decided I needed to find internet... so my last reserve was to call 1-800-STARBUCKS... and it worked. There was a shop about 10 blocks away with internet... so I took to the streets... and the adventures of Sam continue...
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