Phi Psi 500!

JoeW — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 23:08:00 GMT

The Phi Psi 500 graced campus this past weekend. It is one of the last social events of the year and as one of the largest put on by a Greek house.

Phi Psi 500 is a celebration of all the service that Phi Kappa Psi does through out the year. Last semester we completed 813 hours of community service and are on track to pummel that amount this semester. We also complete 500 hours of service the week of 500, which is where the name originates.

It was a large and eventful day. The main festivities began at 3:00 with our beach volleyball tournament; which continued well into a free dinner for all at 5:00 and go-kart time trials at 6:00. (500 has a racing theme.) Then at 7:00 our lipsync competition started. I was in charge of organizing the days events. Because of Butler’s passionate and rhythmic student body these lipsyncs were FANTASTIC- not a bad one in the bunch. However, because this event also showcases our days stiffest competition it was very stressful for me.

After the Lipsyncs were finished on the rise hip-hop artist Krypton Flo took our stage by storm. Keep in mind, this entire event was outside, free, and open to all of Butler- so there were tons of people there. K-Flo was out of this world and you should check him out.

http://kryptonflo.com/HOME.html

The last thing on our agenda was our closed party at 11:00. This was really the only VIP event, but with over 400 people on the list it couldn’t have been too exclusive. 500 was an amazing end to our year, and I’m sure all of the participants agree. 500 let me spend the entire weekend outside in fabulous weather. It was the perfect prelude to my exam week.

TANtalizing

JoeW — Thu, 05 Mar 2009 06:35:00 GMT

I am going to Cabo, Mexico for Spring Break. I am Scotch-English. Together these two things could make a very red, itchy, rashy, sunburned vacation. So about a week ago I sought preventative. That’s right I went the same route many male models, guidos, and bodybuilders have gone before. No, I didn’t go to Jersey. I went tanning.

I had never been to a tanning bed before or really anything that could be called a ‘saloon’. Naturally, I was faced with a lot of hesitation and uncertainty. I knew that a select few of my fraternity brothers went pre-break tanning so they too wouldn’t beach burn. But I wanted to do this on my own, so I got directions to the nearest Tan Lines and struck out into the world wide-eyed and naïve.

After 25 minutes of driving I never found Tan Lines. I struck through it’s hypothetical intersection an unnecessary amount of times, constantly getting misled by La Bamba, Caribbean Rhythms and other businesses with palm trees on their signs. I never found Tan Lines. But my Tan-bition was die hard. “I’m already jacked, why can’t I be tan too?” I kept asking myself- and I can be.

A few days later I tried Classic Cleaners Tan and Laundry. They are in Broadripple which is close and much more familiar than the urban wiles of 38^th street. I arrived last Thursday with an open mind and a kind woman the color of a Metallic Cinnamon Dolce Latte checked me in. By ‘checked me in’ I mean that ‘Dolce’ took me for all I was worth. “Oh, this is your first time? I will give you the complete run down.” She said with a smile. Not only was Dolce kind and attentive she could make strategically burning your skin sound like the most pleasant experience in the world- she could sell a Mac to Bill Gates. Before I knew it I was a member, new owner of a bottle of KISS KISS tanning lotion, and on my way to bronze god status. “With this new membership you can tan everyday for the next week all for 20 dollars.” “Is it even safe to tan more than one day in a row?” I asked stupidly. “It’s safe in our magic bed.” Yes, I said Magic Bed. The magic bed experience is pretty much where Dolce herself points tanning oil at you and says ‘lumos’. But the kicker is that you will not burn- that’s right. The Magic Bed does not burn. Suddenly tanning sounding like the healthiest thing in the world.

I tanned. I did. I did it that day and then (losing all my tan-ibitions) I tanned the day after. Did I burn? No. But after day two I turned the color ideal for a Ham. It didn’t hurt like sun burn does, but the next day the itching started. The itching didn’t stop. I looked it up and it turns out that (paired with dry skin) someone who is new to bed tanning can become itchy on the areas that get a little less sun exposure (sides, lower back, etc.) because of a melanin imbalance.

That was it. I knew I wasn’t born to be brown. The Magic Bed had forsaken me. I felt like a squib. What did I do in reaction to this? - I waited two days and tanned more. That’s right I will get copper if it cancers me!

I’m just kidding. I did tan again but only because it was suggested to even my skin/melanin out more. Now, however, I am looking to the future. Tanning was an interesting experience, both empowered and emasculated me and now I ‘m good to go with a faint ‘British Isles Brown’ skin tone. I’m excited for Cabo and even more excited that the itching stopped. Oh, and a big Shot Out to all the Bros that put lotion on my back during this tough time. I hope you all have a relaxing break in your future and I hope you get the skin tone you are hoping for- no matter how porcelain or umber it may be.

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Phi Psi 500!

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