who needs a jukebox?

this weekend was delightful. highlights include . . .

emceeing the first (and dear God, let it be the last), "Mr. Engineering" pageant. try to imagine miss congeniality with engineering contestants, who all joking aside, for the most part look petrified to be walking on a stage, let alone belting whitney houston pop-ballads (it really happened). VV and i emceed and the audience . . . hated us. truly. at the end i finally said, "I know you all praising God that you can leave in a few minutes so you don't have to listen to us talk anymore." it was the first time the audience responded all night. i don't know if it was the combination of bad jokes + absurdity of contest + total disorganization by the girls running it . . . whatever the case may be, it was terrible. and of course, because it was soo bad, VV and i had so much fun. i think its always a wonderful humbling experience to do things that don't turn out well. it reminds you of your humanity.

then i spent time with the simply fabulous nike baker + katy mcnulty. CLASSY GIRLS. we went on a progressive date; rather, i did. they followed along and had a cup of coffee. nike was excited to see that i could eat a proportional amount to the esteemed miss kokan. its one of the dozens of oddities surrounding senior year (see previous post for more) - you meet incredible people and realize that you have such a short time left to really develop a lasting relationship.

today mr. garrett nichols came to spend the day with me. that was also bittersweet, as for those of you who don't know, garrett will be moving back to idaho in a few weeks. who knows when our paths will cross again. our time was spent in a nostaglic sort of way . . . so many memories to discuss. garrett was here for such a brief portion of my time here at gcc, but he's such a dear part of it. i don't want to write too much about him now, because if he is good on his promise, a whole post will be devoted to him soon. but for now, i'll include a few moments from the afternoon.

Garrett: Monica, you're like Meryl Streep. Still a legend, but nobody cares.

Garrett: Oh yeah, I was totally wondering if the girl with the epilectic seizures could be mine. Oh goody! I could be the one to put the wooden spoon in her mouth.
Monica: (gives him a quizzical look)
Garrett: It's so they don't bit their tongue.

Then we made our own jukebox melodies, as the one in Pizza Hut was broken. I'm sure everyone there appreciateed our renditions classics by Journey, Aermosmith, Ricky Martin, Def Leopard, Whitney Houston, etc. (garrett - i was not thinking about this until now, but that was so a "lost" moment. i love it.)

all in all, a great weekend.