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If you have been able to access this page, some to the following content may amuse you.  In my spare time during my fall internship, I have put together some the inebriated as well as non to commemorate my last semester.  Also, feel free to check out some of the past semesters to I have.  All the stories are meant as comedy and are not to be used as incriminating evidence against any friends, roommates, teammates, girlfriends, boyfriends, coaches, family members and so on.  So take in all the memories and have a laugh while you are at it.

Well, I managed to end up back at school for one extra semester.  My schedule has landed me two classes and an internship with Weber Advertising in Lancaster City.  The job is pretty cool because I am finally getting some real business experience.  They deal a lot with the Hershey Bears and Wildcats so I get hooked up with free tickets, which is pretty phat.  I figure since this is my last semester at the ville, I need to kick some highs and lows one last time.

Let me set the stage.....

The fall semester brings me back out to Manor House Apartments, this time with different cast.  The show stars.............

Tommy T (myself), with a new outlook on things, T has toned his crazy lifestyle down over the past summer.  It will be interesting to see how he will react to situations during his last semester.  Look for him to be a major character at the end of the season.

Mark Lilly, an avid Lionel Richie fan, Mark has recognized himself as the 6th Backstreet Boy.  Since his soccer days have stopped due to uncontrollable health problems, Mark has dedicated himself to follow in the footsteps of Triple H and be a wrestler in the WWF.  . Look for Mark to possibly be the secret romantic of the cast as he pursues an acquaintance through the course of the season.

Steve Young, a great cook, Steve keeps the rest of the cast in line with his menacing physique and intimidating demeanor.  You don't want to meet this kid in a dark alley.  Look for Steve to team up with Mark in several tag team matches during the course of the season.

Mike MalSHITsky, big mike is chatterbox of the cast.  A much improved racquetball phenom from last semester, look for him to be less involved with the rest of the cast and to dedicate more of time to running up the phone bill. Recently, Mike has decided to make a few home improvements to make our guests feel welcome when they come to visit.

Now to the fun stuff....

Aug 27-30 The last weekend before class starts.  I get notice that I have been accepted for a position at Weber Advertising so I decided to celebrate with a little celebration that ended up with me break dancing at the village. This would be the last time for a while that I would make my presence known on the dance floor.  Saturday gave us the first Wabank party of the semester.  Culbert and myself rang in the New Year with an impressive undefeated night on the pong table.  This was the night that Jonesy decided to get in the Village with no money and no ID.  Fat chance buddy.

Since I have no life during the week due to school and my intern, lets get to the next weekend.

Sept. 3-6 Labor Day Weekend.  I get hooked up with VIP seats for the Hershey Wildcats game. Awesome seats with free drinks and free food.  Needless to say Cuds, Culby, and myself took advantage of the situation. The night concluded at the Village drinking from the Cup of Life.  Cudmore didn't make it home that night for he got caught in a snag and couldn't get out.  Saturday gave us the PSU thrashing of Arizona and the commenced consumption prior to the E-town game.  The later part of the night was Smittys 21st.  The stellar keeper went above and beyond the call of duty record 32 shots to the dome. Very Impressive.  The extended weekend concluded with a party at Zacharda and Mitchell's on Sunday.  Smitty and myself proved once again that beer pong can be a professional sport, and we can be the stars.

Sept 9  Lichty and I introduced Shenky to the Fabulous Grease Band.  Once again, I made an ass out of myself by getting up on stage.  Sean decided to leave me at the Village that night.  After finding a ride home, I am looked out of my apartment.  I had to climb two stories to break in and go to sleep.

Sept. 10-12 Friday was a night out with J-Willy, reminiscent of spring break; we were bound for a night of craziness.  We took on Mulberry for a few rounds of full cup boat races and proved to one annoying girl that beer is good for your hair.  Saturday We trekked to East Rutherford NJ for yet another Dave Matthews Band concert.  You think that after 11 shows I would be tired of going.  Well this time I had 3rd row seats for a taping of a PBS special, so Jonesy and myself got TV.  I didn't sleep at all that night because Cudmore snores like a train.  Sunday was the first fall ball game for Jonesy and myself.  Only having 10 men and down 2-0 with 15 minutes left, we came back to win 3-2.  Fat Jonesy had the game winner.

Jonesy and Myself had third row seats, it was a good view as you can see.

Sept. 17-19  All I have to say is Doc Holidays, Gin & Tonic = not making it to the Village. Jonesy came up on Saturday, not much went on except for a party at Ciarans old house which sucked.  We won again on Sunday 2-0, I stopped a penalty kick to keep the shutout.

Sept. 24-26  A trip to State College meant only one thing, well a couple of things&. but let me just say that Long Island makes some good ice tea.  My trip also brought about a little high school reunion as I met up with Sisto and John Robinson (1/3 of RAW TALENT).  After a trip to the Café, we ventured through State College to the G-Man were I met OJ McDuffie of the Miami Dolphins. He is a big dude.  Saturday brought a 45-24 rout of PSU over Indiana.  I got to go to the game to see my boy Rich Stankewicz get his swerve on the football field.  My seats were approximately in the 43 yd line, 20 rows up (which is damn good for Beaver Stadium) I even got a chance to see Joe Paterno up close after the game.  It was a worthwhile trip.  Sundays soccer game was an experience.  With only 7 players, we managed to hold a 2-1 halftime lead. Once again I stopped another penalty kick and Jonesy scored, but it wasn't enough.  We lost 3-2.

Sept 27  Intramural Soccer starts as the X-men vie for a repeat.  They win game one in a struggle 2-1 and come back to win 10-0 on Wednesday, a possible intramural record.

Oct. 1-3  Back at the ville for the weekend, Culbert and myself started early at Docs for the usually happy hour. It being a quiet night on the party scene, we proceeded to Carob's to finish off some punch.  We got so desperate to find something to do, we drove around Brookwood asking people where Brookwood was.  After hopping to two different social gatherings, Carbo decided that it would be better to walk back to his place.  After putting out the fire at Carobo's, T & Culbert went against the norm of going to the village on a Friday night and visited Valentinos Café.  After many fuzzy drinks and an in-depth discussion of growing gray hair at a young age, it was finally time for bed.  Saturday, put this equation together- freshmen+shaved heads+jockstraps= only one thing, initiation.  It was that time of year again for the annual induction of freshmen to the soccer team.  With the likes of Muhammed-Akbar, Xavier, Tuwanda and others, it was just an out of hand night at the Wabank.  Sunday, I played like crap and we lost 2-0. We just sucked.  We managed to have about 30 shots and score 0 goals while the opposition had 0 shots and 2 goals.  That just about explains my play.  Oh well, get em next time.

Oct. 6  After 4 games, the X-men are in first place with a record 0f 3-0-1.

Oct. 7-11  FALL BREAK!!!  After finishing my work for the week, I decided to start my break a night early by heading out to the historic blue star to see Hank play in his new band.  It was finally good to get out on a weeknight to see some familiar faces and have a good time.  Friday morning I began my fall adventure to Virginia Tech to see Ditter, Wild Bill, and Samir.  After the six-hour journey, it was time to get down to business.  Bill got us very prepared for the evening ahead of us by introducing me to his friend JD.  JD is a good guy but he can get nasty on you after a while.  We then went downtown to a dance club- Prestons.  JD and his buddy JM weren't nice to me at didn't allow me to dance but did allow me to concoct a story that had me out of school and working for the Philadelphia Flyers.  We then met up with Bills girl at Sharkys (home of the supermug).  After meeting some old acquaintances we turned in for the night only wake up the next day to no cable which meant no football.  After recovering from the previous night, we ventured out around 4 to play some racquetball.  After showing off my superior skills (whatever), we started all over again at the Delta Chi House.  This place was huge!!  They had a DJ dance party that night.  Samir and myself did our best to get nuts, but were just blown away by the scenery.  We eventually had enough and got a ride home to Bills.  We had a late night snack of Doritos only to have Samir spill it out onto the couch.  Sunday was a relaxing day of Super Nintendo followed by the arrival of Big Dit and the shoulderless Bones.  Monday was the inevitable Trek home.

Oct 11  Triple H Mark Lilly defies the odds as he returns to practice with the team in preparation to suit up against Slippery Rock on Oct. 16.  Meanwhile, all MU students await a possible faculty strike as our semester hangs in the balance.  Wait a minute&.I graduate no matter what!!!!  Ha Ha.

Oct 15-17  Joining some newcomers at Doc's, T was out to set the record straight that gin & tonic does in fact go down easier than water.  After  an intense game of FU and a long stay on the pong table with Pappas at Toast's, it was time to head to the village in rare form. I went to bed early that night.  Saturday marked the return of Lilly and a win for the ville. The weekend was quiet not much went on. My squad lost on Sunday 4-3.

Oct 22-23 Another boring weekend, Docs, village, soccer game. Things are getting old.

Oct 29-31 Homecoming weekend and Halloween. A time to dress up and make asses out of ourselves. We saw Lilly and Ciaran in their true form. Saturday was the alumni game another trip to the hospital for me as I split my head open in the early minutes of the game. 15 stitches to the dome. The fun never stops for me.

Here is a picture of me and my boys on Halloween:  Tommy Boy (Smitty), Poindexter (Carbo), Fat Albert (myself), and Moe form the Simpsons (Cuddles)

Here is Ciaran Daulton and Mark Lilly as the Unambiguous Gay Duo

Nov 4  The X-MEN complete the repeat championship run with at 1-0 victory over the illegal aliens to retain the intramural soccer championship.

Nov 5-7 A trip to the homestead. We won our first playoff game 2-1. I can still get my fat ass into the upper corners. PSU lost and their season is now over because Kevin Thompson is a joke.

Nov 8 Smitty, Culbert, Shencky, Culbert, Carbo, and myself go to see the lead singer of rusted root at the chameleon with the help of some intern hookups.  A unexpected and regretful stop was made on the way at Shencky's favorite hangout. The rumors about him and other men are beginning to have some truth to them.

Nov 12  I had my first two job interviews, I used my soccer accident as a good icebreaker to ease the tension. They went pretty well so hopefully I will get a job when I get out of here.  That night concluded with myself, Shencky, Blake, Guzzo, Gail, and Marrissa making a trip to Atlantic City.  Lets just say that we all lost. A little more for some than others.

Nov 14 We lost a heartbreaker 2-1 in double OT in the semifinals of my fall league. We weren't even supposed to get that far so it's cool.

Nov 18-20 The weekend started on Thursday night as we started off with a hockey game at Carobo's.  We ended up at McFlys for a wet t-shirt contest with some Lancaster's finest.  Friday meant another trip to Docs.  After some G&T we headed to carbo's for more pathetic card games.  We also found out that Ben and Becky got engaged.  Best of luck to the both of them.  That reminds me of the time that they met at Wabank.  Becky introduced herself to Ben along with the meal she ate prior to the party.  As the night went on from Carobo's, T, Culbert, and Jonesy went on through the night with various off-road expeditions and tree kicking rituals.  After losing Jonesy at the Village, we took to the dance floor.  Then Culbert and Jonesy got tired and T put them to bed.  Saturday was another party at Carobo's. Same old same old.  The quest for adventure still continues.

Thanksgiving- Marked the 4th annual class of 92 vs. class of 95 football classic at the East Bradford Township Memorial Stadium.  It was a tight contest but the punks from 92 pulled it out in the end 28-21.  Jack Haller took home MVP honors for such great play in the most hungover state.

Dec 2-4   All I have to say is absolutely insane.  This was by far the craziest weekend of the semester.  It all started at 5 on Friday at Doc Holiday's.  After finishing up my last day at my internship, we flocked to Doc's at had lots of punch thanks to my boss Jim Weber. After a crazy three hours of Docs, we headed to the football house and was introduced to the Buffalo.  The Buffalo was not too nice to Culbert and myself.  Time passed and it we moved on to the soccer party at the banquet.  This is where things get fuzzy.  We get to the party and end up losing Jonesy.  You ask how?  We parked in the front of the house, but the kid doesn't follow us in. Instead he goes to every other house on the block to see where the party was at.  Culbert and I forged on.  The worm made a triumphant return to a showering of punch thanks to toast.  That night we were up until 5 am looking for Jonesy, who walked from Lancaster City back to campus to fall asleep in his car. What a dork.  Saturday marked the return of PCL to the Historic Blue Star.  The band was upstaged by the amazing display of fuseball being played downstairs.

Dec. 19th  The four and half year journey finally came to a close as I walked that aisle (WHOO!!) to receive my college diploma.  The day came way too fast, but it is now over with and history.  One final night out with Culbert and Puertas to Jacks, a final stop of closure on the way back to the pad, and then off to West Chester. MU it's been real.