Homecoming, Home-crummy-ng

Some Fine Gentlemen. They aren't my best buds, but we get along well.

Homecoming was, in essence, pretty lame. It just was. I'd have loved very much to be in St. Louis helping my friend Jason celebrate his marriage and see beloved people. But, I decided that I ought to invest my time and energy into my community here and that was good; I met some new people and got to know others much better by way of certain events.

The dance was lame until I started a swing dance to rap music in the corner. That was good and some of my friends and I actually started to have fun. The football game was drenched at about 5 minutes into it. It rained most of the first half and stopped after that. We got owned 25-0 [how embarassing]. I got soaked, and left at halftime to go dry off. Of course, on my way back to the dorm, some friends stopped me to play football with them in the greenspace, in the rain. Of course I couldn't resist so we played. Inevitably, it turned into a mud fight, but it was a blast.

Above all, however, I believe having my first college performances ever was the highlight. I played three peices with the Jazz Band [which many believe is the best its ever been] at the Friday Night alumni jazz concert and sang with the Gospel Choir in the Sunday Morning service, which was a totally rocking experience.

I wish Skype worked more consistently and I am certainly excited to see Jamie Cullum in a few days!!