These boots...

I got some new boots today from JR's. Pretty comfy now, but I can't wait to break them in. My first pair of leather sole boots, too.

Daniel Evans

What an amazing night! I was talking to Tripp on the phone about how I thought Daniel played a pretty darn good game, especially for his first starter. Tripp had been watching the game in his apartment's workout room, since that was the only place with free cable! He left and went back to his apartment when BC got the ball with a minute or two to play. I called him right back when I saw we got the ball - turnover on downs. I was giving him the play by play with 45 seconds left and he kept saying, "are you serious, are you serious?". When Daniel made the huge throw into the endzone, I started jumping up and down in my BOQ, yelling, "HE CAUGHT IT, HE CAUGHT IT, TOUCHDOWN!!!" One of the coolest games I've ever seen. Watching John and Daniel play and having Daniel throw the game winning touchdown on his first starter was awesome! I couldn't help but tear up watching them celebrate, and my friend in Ft. Hood said the same thing (He went to NC State too). It really made me miss NC State, my friends, and my home. They're all one and the same anyway. I really wish I could've been there watching it in real time. Well done Daniel... well done.

Social

Well, we had a formal tonight, just for engineers. We got to hang out, snack on some food, and hear our training commander talk. We discussed how the army was taking on the full load of protecting our country from terrorists and that the Engineers are the tip of the spear in this fight for freedom. We lead the way. Here's a picture of me and Bill on the left; and Me, John, and Steve on the right.

Friends

Lately, on the weekends, I've been grillin' out with my friends Bill and Steve. Haha, I just realized how generic those names sounded. I promise I'm not making them up. Bill's got a house here since he's stationed here once we finish school. He's also getting married and Steve is already married. He's got a little two year old girl back back home that he really misses.
Last week we made a huge meal. We bought 6 corn on the cob, 6 fillets, green beans, cheese bread and we were ready to cook. I put the charcoal on the grill not knowing that he had run out of matchlight brickettes. Bill thought it'd start if he threw in some newspaper but me and Steve knew it wouldn't work. I was going to run and get some charcoal fuel when Bill thought it'd also be a good idea to use lamp oil instead. It ended up starting, obviously, but not without ensuring we would get cancer with whatever food we slapped on the grill afterwards.
With all that behind us, the food actually tasted good; not like a bottle of pledge. Hopefully it all burned off. I guess lamp oil was pretty good considering he was wanting to put gasoline on it.
All in all, we have a lot of fun together. Ole Billy boy is wanting to get a new grill, so a couple nights ago he used the rest of the lighter fluid to build a huge fire in his old grill. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. Flames were shooting out of the smoke pipe out the top. The same night, I was upstairs talking on the phone. I heard him come in the back door and say, "George, I did something bad". So, I look outside and in his patio fireplace he had put a huge cardboard box on top of the fire. The flames probably reached the second story. It died out quickly though.
Here's a picture of Steve, Bill, John, and I goofing off on a class break.