The Stars of the defunct TCU Men's soccer program

Circa 2002

This is like the Highlights magazine section where the two side-by-side pictures ask `What's different?'

a) Williams has one chin

b) Chambers still has `rave-savvy'

c) It appears Williams had muscle

d) Chambers had visible cheek bones

(Faust and Williams Friday night)

Mr. Faust comes to Chicago

Hello friends. Happy Sunday. I hope you are all well and watching a nice Sunday night football game between the Cowboys of Dallas, Texas and the Packers of Green Bay, Wisconsin. I turned the game off to write this. I feel my sports fandom days are in the past. Kevin, I apologize.

I just poured myself a glass of southern comfort to finish off the bottle Adam Faust and I consumed in roughly 1 hour and 15 minutes yesterday evening. I will attempt to refrain from the full packages of cigarettes that loom on my porch and conscience. I am violently hungover and feel tomorrow will be worse. As I sit here listening to classical music, I am attempting to ween myself off the myth that I am amongst good friends here in Chicago and that this weekend is normalcy. That is false. My good friends are here, with their eyes on these words. I spend time with them on domain addresses and when responding to bad trade proposals (ie: Kurt Warner). That's the reality.

We had a nice weekend. We talked about each and every one of our friends. When we saw a tall girl at a bar in a group of three, we wished Matt Chambers was there to overcome the intimidation of physically matched eye contact. When we drank Hennessey, we talked about how much Brent Lubahn would have liked this wretched, potent concoction and possibly referred to it as a `nipper'. When we danced and canoodled with girls to assure ourselves that we were liked, cool and attractive, we talked about how much trouble it would be to have Lee Portillo at our side. When the MIA gunshot song came on and we danced, which was accurately described as`End Zone dances', we wondered what move Michael Mazur would have dropped in his white sneaks. When we ate Chilaquiles and heard people yelling in Spanish, we talked about how much Clint Brown would like spending time in this barrio. When the Cubs clinched the pennant and we were 10 steps from Wrigley, we talked about how much Kevin Dalrymple would have enjoyed the day. When we got out of cab in the middle of the street and started wrestling (to a crowd yelling `get him stripes' and `kick his ass purple'. I was stripes. Faust was purple.), we talked about how we probably would have been manhandled and found ourselves in some sort of legal trouble had Marc Miller been involved. When some devil skank said I reminded her of Johnny Drama, I thought about how Weiss would have liked the HBO reference and would have most likely been called Vincent Chase. Or Turtle. (jk, lol, omg, jk) Then we got high and thought about everybody.

I'm writing this because, when you've moved far from home and every one you spend time with in the new city is far from being considered a `friend', it sure is a pleasure to have a real one come visit. You all were visitors in our minds.

To sum up this unfunny gush of reminding you all that I love you, I must tell you something. Adam Faust is my great friend. He is fun and charming and people like him. When we went out Friday, I'd forgotten his strong social capability. The following day, we walked down the sidewalk together and I talked about dating and how I enjoy flirting with girls. I then turned to my friend and said:

`I don't really like it when you're here.'

I meant it.

Friendship.

Hurricane Ike

Back in Houston. No power. Cats are fighting. Dogs are barking. Mazur would be in heaven. Posting this from the old iPhone. The only light is from the screen and my cigarette butt. Warm Bud Light isn't too bad. People are nice to each other after a disaster. It makes you feel like a community. I say we bring the bachelor party talk to the blog. That's where it belongs. The blog needs a shot in the arm. Williams and I discussed letting Benson into the IC. I think I'm on board. I also think it needs to be a 100% unanimomous decision. With no lobbying. This isn't LXA. It's a real fraternity.

I hope I can sleep with those cats fighting/fucking all night.

http://www.break.com/index/hippies-wail-for-dead-trees.html

Do yourself a favor and please watch this video in its entirety. It is very very very funny.

It's not looking good for Houston.

Of course, my H-town wingman, the bear, took off for Tahiti this morning. Leaving me alone to strap down my garage apartment with bungee cords and my old 38" belts from college.

I don't usually concern myself with natural disasters. It annoys the poop out of me how it is ALL anyone can talk about at work. And no work gets done.

"Looks like its coming this way"

"Sure hope they send us home"

It's the fucking weather, and no one has any control over it. That's why I dont see the use in expending so much energy talking about it.

But this one looks like it could be the Cap'n Crunch of Hurricanes. So, wish me luck. I guess.

If you picture Williams as Bubb Rubb it makes it even better than it already is...Woo Wooo WATCH NOW

Mazur at the Republican National Convention Last Night

TCU 26 New Mexico 3

Andy Dalton ran for 2 touchdowns, was 16-25 for 120 yards passing, with 1 interception. He also had 2 "pooch punts" that averaged 33 yards.

Who watched the game? Feedback? I thought Dalton looked great at times, and he definitely makes good decisions (besides his one careless INT). TCU Offensive playcalling doesnt allow Dalton to really test his arm, especially when we get a comfortable lead. But that Ginger QB definitely knows the right times to run and he definitely has some quickness in those red freckled legs of his.


Special Teams looked great and our Defense looked SOLID. Besides a random 81 yard pass play, TCU defense only allowed around 100 yards (50 rushing/50 passing). Defensive Player of the Game hands down goes to Defensive End Jerry Hughes, who finished the game with six tackles, one sack, 1 1/2 tackles for losses, a forced fumble, a fumble recovery and an interception! WOW

Ok, so who has THE photo??? Ya know, the one with "DUDE" aka my Uncle Stu??? Please post.

Dennis,

What you been up to brah?

I'm still over in Houston working for ITT-Tech.
I'm sending you a photo of a bass that Sid caught this past weekend around Gueydan. We're thinking about hitting up CoCodrie this weekend with dem boys if your down.
Let me know.

Oh yeah and check out this link to my dads link when you get a chance.
http://www.captainronscharters.com/

Cast and Blast Brah!

Ronnie

Ronnie Thibodeaux
Junior Sales Representative
ITT Tech

It's Football Time

Lets not forget who was the Champion last year...(me)

Just so there is no confusion here is a synopsis of the settings.

You will start

1 Quaterback
2 Running Backs
3 Wide Outs
1 Tight Ends
1 Kickers
2 Defensive Players (any position)
1 Defensive Lineman
1 Defensive Back

Join League

League ID= 356956
Password= filatova.

I'm excited. I was very impressed with the commitment last year. Fantasy football is not real. I have to remember that.

Cowboys Training Camp. Fuck yeah.

Faust, Congratulations, you've got your lady. I'm happy for you.

In reference to getting married. I'd like to share my thanks for everyone being there. Luby and Chambers, your presense was missed. And as far as everyone else goes, well I wanted to create a whole ranking of everyone's performance in my eye. But the only grade I could come up with was this.

Miller

Grade if our group of friends and myself were normal people. = ---F

My Grade = B. I've seen what your capable of in those situations, and you kept your head in the game.

As for everyone else I am going to just share some data.

Weiss, you kept both your champion titles as "Most Urban" guest of mine as well as "Most Euro". The slippers said I'm here to relax. But the c-walk say's, I'm here to get down and do drive by's.

These are some of my favorite series of pics below...

Did you notice that all three pics are of Williams? He is have a "faust at burger king" moment in the first one.

IT'S OFFICIAL!

After 17 years of dating, our own little graphics guru, Mr. Adam Faust, got down on one knee Wednesday night and proposed the long awaited question of marriage to Miss Piper Huddleston. And believe it or not,... she said yes. According to reports, Faust received the ring that very day, and immediately went into action. As they strolled through Rice Park on the way to dinner, Adam waited for a perfect moment... sweaty palms, weak legs, and stuttering every word; he paused and turned to Piper.... the rest was history. "She was shock, too say the least" one squirrel said, "We were just distracted by an abnormally large head walking through the park with a pretty blonde girl, and the next thing we knew "Elephant Man" was getting down on one knee, we went from feeling sorry for him to being thrilled for him in a matter of seconds."

So congratulation Adam Faust. Everyone saw it coming; it was just a matter of when. The over/under was placed at 2005 several years ago and you went waaaaay over my friend. Now 5 members of the IC are hitched and we will have to live vicariously through the rest of you 5. So live it up for God's sake, live it up.

Fantasy Football

I would like to have a really strong league. $50 per person. We are going to add a twist and include defensive players this year...

Who's in? If you dont really care that's cool, but don't sign up.

To Touch or Not to Touch

Let's start with a little story.

For those of you who don't know I am pretty fond of my brother in law, let's call him Dick. Well, Dick is supposedly in school right now at the ripe old age of 23 as a junior. I believe Chambers is the only person in history to be in school longer... So Dick needs a break. Because as we as know those last two years of school, especially summer school, can really be stressful.

[Side note - We actually played 5 man NHL Hockey on PS2 from 2pm until 3am 3 days in a row at Trail Lake...and if you got up to piss you lost your controller. I have heard rumors of a similar, and possibly more intense situations at W.Lowden with foosball.

So, Dick needs a break from the stresses of school and decides to pack up the old tin car on wheels, 2007 AUDI, and heads for Fort Worth. Great, I haven't got to see him in awhile and it will be nice. He arrives and the evening goes well....we watch the ESPY's and I must say Justin Timberlake was superb.

We call it a night and about half way through the night I think to myself..it sure feels cold in here. The alarm goes off this morning I get out of bed shower and head to the office down the hall. As I pass by the thermostat I do a double take and notice that DICK has dropped my AC down 5 degrees...

When you are an overnight guest at someone's home is it appropriate to touch the thermostat?


My thoughts on IC responses:

Faust - No

Chambers - So that's what that does?

Portillo - Not in his home, but he would do it to Williams

Williams - He'll make a jack ass comment about the heat, but in the end he'll just sweat it out

Mazur - His dad broke his left arm once as "a lesson learned" to NEVER touch the thermostat.

Bear - Offered to turn it to whatever his guests would like

Weiss - No idea how to operate one.

Brown - Just now recalling what a thermostat is.....he had tiger-striped pixie fanning him in South America while images of pink dolphins danced in his head

Miller - He'll just wear less clothing

Hey guys,

This is the first big commercial I have edited for my new company... thought you guys might want to see it....

The only legitimate thing to challenge Faust's Cheez-it eating crown. Her name is Sandy.



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