Okay, so I know it's been a while since the last post, but you can thank Organic Chemistry, Cell Biology, Physics, and Leisa for that. It's not that akward things don't happen, just not as many happen in the basement of the library in the dark corner where I study....you're jelous I know. But now I'm back and ready for a laugh, and this post is a special one. COUGARS UNITE!!! Yeah, you heard it Dallon, I bleed blue, but not that murky, aggie-contaminated blue, the true blue, COUGAR BLUE. And in light of the super-duper-awsome-amazing-ridiculousy-exciting event happening this weekend I am writing today. If you don't know of what I speak of you probably live in a cave in isolation (or you're my brother Tyler and hate following sports...almost the same thing though). IT'S TIME FOR THE HOLY WAR PEOPLE!!! This year's game is gonna be just as intense and cut-throat as ever. And guess what, this cougar has infiltrated the ute ranks. Last weekend, 10 friends camped out in line to get tickets to the game. Of those 10 friends, 8 of us were cougar fans....and we were deffinately not alone as blue-blooders. And that's the key, strength in numbers. I think I might die if I went alone dressed in blue. If you haven't noticed, I'm not too large in stature (I know, shocking). I'm fast, but I don't think I can outrun all of the flying beer bottles and cups of "special apple cider". But that is why I have big friends...they make really good shields, and on saturday I'm gonna need a few of those barriers.
Ya see, my mouth tends to run on the big side and just ask anyone that went to high school with me and they'll tell you I like to have my opinion heard. Sometimes that's a good thing, but most times it's not so good. I think the coined phrase is "Nepoleon complex"? Price boys tend to be diagnosed early with the disease. That's why Tyler and I almost died more than a few times in childhood....and why I'll probably die on saturday (I'd like oak for my casket please). So if you don't hear from me for another little while, I'm proabaly in the hospital recuperating from a glass bottle to the head or being trampled....but man is it gonna be worth every second of it. "Rise and shout the Cougars are out!"
