Columbus Day Regatta this Weekend

October 9, 2008 | Posted by: Rafa | Filed In: Beer, Columbus Regatta, Drunk, Party

You know it’s coming but I should say something anyway. People seem pretty pumped considering it hasn’t been that great the past couple of years. Hopefully this rain won’t haunt the bay on Saturday.

So are you going or skipping it? How about this Mashta flat alternate party I keep hearing about?

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UF officially bans Beer Pong

August 15, 2008 | Posted by: Rafa | Filed In: Beer, Drunk, Florida, Party

I know a lot of key rats have attended or attend the University of Florida, so this should come off as practical news for said rats: UF has officially banned beer pong. This doesn’t mean much to all those students who live off campus and seldomly partake in official school activities, but for those that do, it could be a disaster. If you get caught by the school playing any drinking games, you could be subject to disciplinary action, even if you’re twenty-one and live off campus.

As my friend Melissa so well puts it (she also pointed me to the article):

Let’s say I host an event for a student organization I’m in, and by student code I’m allowed to have it at a place that serves alcohol, but someone starts playing a “drinking game”. If anyone were to say something about it to someone in an administrative position I could be expelled. I know it sounds out there and maybe even paranoid, but shit like that happens all the time within UF organizations, sororities, fraternities, political systems – even sometimes to students who write for any of UF’s publications. All of these people (a large percentage of students) could be held accountable for these actions by a simple photo on Facebook showing them near a beer pong table. I don’t know, it just makes me worried for UF students who are 21, legal and living in a consumer based economy where they should be able to buy whatever they want as long as it’s legal. I mean next thing you know the local Sports Authority announced it stopped selling ping-pong balls! (Joke).

This all comes on the heels of the Princeton Review naming UF the number one party school in the country. I have to say that if UF is number one, I feel sorry for the kind of parties going on elsewhere.

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The Lonely Soldier

April 12, 2008 | Posted by: Lou Restrepo | Filed In: Drunk, Rants

There comes a time towards the end of the night when we all face complete danger and vulnerability to his evil works. We must guard against his will and beware of his attack at all costs. He almost always decides to make an appearance from the hours of 3-6 AM while our wits are weakened by alcohol and our minds defenseless to fight. Most victims fear the embarrassment and social torment he may cause. And most don’t realize they’ve been hit until morning when its too late. We all become him. His name is “The Lonely Soldier”; the grim reaper of all drunk dials and texts. And he’ll make you wish you weren’t born….for at least 48 hours.

You’re out, you are having fun, and all is good in the world. The cameras are flashing, the music is to your liking and the atmosphere has all the makings of a great time. Just another day in the single life, “yeeeeeeeaaaaa.” You have reached the mountaintop! This is it! You are Dr. Stephen J. Ironcock (the Destroyer) and you will not be stopped! You’ve been grinding on the dance floor with most of the top 10 heavyweight contender chicks in the room…and even got a couple of looks from the elite 3 who are in the hall of fame. In your warped mind your face is up on Mt. Rushmore next to the presidents and you are gripping basketballs on the cover of Sports Illustrated; highly touted as the next big time player! At the height of this little Roman Empire your buddies are happy to just be a part of the action, just like the guys who passed the ball to Michael Jordan in the ’90s or splashed water on Mike Tyson in between rounds in the ’80s, all wearing jumpsuits that read “TEAM YOU”. And why shouldn’t they? You’re the one spending all the money! But something awful happens…3am sneaks up on you like a midget in a cornfield…and the fall from grace is hard.

Continue reading The Lonely Soldier…

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