WO and I decided to go to Theta Xi’s Winefest this weekend. Winefest is a bring-your-own sort of celebration, well-timed for the end of the quarter.
The Theta Xis… Well, they’re a special fraternity. They’re probably one of the most diverse/oddball frats on campus, and they’re small in numbers, largely due to an… incident back in the 1970s that took them from hero to zero at Rose-Hulman. WO hangs around a decent number of the guys (as do I now), so it seemed like a not-so-bad idea to check out their famed Winefest shindig. After all, if it wasn’t to our liking, we’d just leave. We certainly weren’t going to drink; I was driving and we were both too tired.
…Things were wild. It felt like half the people smoked, and all but about 5 people were shit-faced drunk. WO and I waited until the basement floor cleared a bit and did some dancing, but that lasted until I got a headache from all the jumping and twirling and head-banging (about three songs). Good fun.
Wandering around after the Dirty Dancing scene we reenacted, WO and I found the party to mostly be a bunch of people drinking, puking, doing shit I don’t care to know about, or waiting in a queue to get into the bathroom. I did however, have the pleasure of meeting one of WO’s ex-lady friends.
Jed was there, courtesy of being a Theta Xi. He wasn’t having much fun and looked about to kill some fuckers for being dumb. WO and I each chased him down and hugged him, then whisked him away from the party for a relaxing time at the downtown coffee joint. Much more fun; I got to learn a few details about Jed’s background that shed selective light on certain demeanors and behaviors.
Regardless of my general disconnect with the party, it was good to see my old roommate, sexy-sexy former-Rose student Mike S., to be hugged by an intoxicated and shameless Tookie (I know he’s got a website around here somewhere… *searches*), and to be felt up by the questionably-homosexual P.
Oh, and I learned that my favorite hobo is/was a Theta Xi. They just don’t associate with him on account of creepiness.