8th grade send off at SURGE – quite a blast, sad: to see so many of them go, shocked: that they are all grown up so fast, proud: because I have been able to be a part of their lives over the last few years, and relieved: since I get to hang out with them at JIVE (high school group).
Frisbee – a great game, although we lost, we played as a decent team. I had some amazing bids (selling out, or diving to catch the frisbee) which caught attention from both my team and the other team. Unfortunately as I threw my body across the field I did sustain some minor damage. I happened to land on my right knee a few times and my right hand. Which resulted in some tenderness and soreness today. Since they are minor injuries I hope to recover by next week so that I may possibly injure myself again.
UNDIE RUN – most likely over 1000 people showed up for the 7th annual (well actually quarterly, but annual sounds better) undie run at UCLA. A tradition that is replacing the Midnight yell, which is where students would on the weds of finals week yell to relieve stress, but that tradition soon moved towards riotous events including burning of couches and water balloons and raging parties. As an alternative a friend of my friends Mark and Kevin, started the Undie Run. A legal controlled event that allowed students to relieve stress without being destructive. Students (initially only male) run down the street in only their underwear yelling. This event has progressed to have the endorsement of the local police who assist in crowd control and even blocking off the route we run on. The numbers grow and grow as the quarters pass, being a inclusive event even the women have started showing up in larger and larger numbers. Costumes are donned and style is almost as prevalent as a fashion show. Males in bikini briefs and women sporting elegant lingerie.
Last undie run I sported boxers and a scarf and beanie. Much liked by other participants with included two gentlemen dressed as a cow and chicken, not exactly underwear but amusing enough. Thinking about this year I wanted to raise the steaks and do something a little more extravagant. I went with a updated version of the barrel on straps and put together a box on strings, which was gladly donated by Amy who happened to have an spare box just lying around waiting to be used. The best part of the ensemble is that I know that everyone who participated in the run saw my outfit. For the reason that I was helping Kevin announce from a balcony over looking the street.
All in all a great evening.
(I did wake up pretty tired though)