Hold me Frat Boy, Touch me Frat Boy

That would be the tech version of the show if Joe and I had our way with it. The setting would involve a small college town and a grad student working in the lab late one night getting raped by a group of Frat guys on her way home because she spilled yeast or something beer related on her that drew the Frat guys to her. She would later give birth to the Frat Boy and he would be taken in by the local Fraternity until he was saved by a few wondering engineers years later as they were trying to get into the parties but failed due to their dorkiness. They decide to sneak in through one of the Frat's basements and discover Frat Boy, a boy who is always dressed in a white t-shirt, khaki pants, and a baseball cap. The only thing that gives him strength is chugging watery beer from a warm keg. One of the engineers is attacked as he offers Frat Boy some cold "O" fries. Campus police finally arrest the Frat Boy for underage consumption and bring him to the house of a Psychology professor to try and cure the boy of his alcoholism and bad personality. Anyway, the story goes on, but you get the idea.

In other news, this is going to be a long week with Bat Boy going up next weekend. I get to make one of my famous Gantt charts for load-in. It looks impressive but isn't that hard to make. Joe says I'm anal, I say screw you buddy.

This was a crazy weekend, very fun. Heat Transfer can suck it. I'm now the Master Carpenter for Rumors, hurray!

Lighting Load-in is tomorrow and by tomorrow I mean in 8 hours. I should go to sleep. Joe bought a really cool game. The ROFLCOPTER approves.