Welcome all to the Bip Report.Today, I'd like to give an especially big welcome to MILOSZ!!!! WE BE
ROCKIN THE BAY AREA LIKE ITS NEVER BEEN ROCKED BEFORE!!!!MILOSZ!!! Abe, we will be coming down for Spring Break. We will
storm the Price is Right. Bob Barker and Rod Roddy won't know what
hit them, when we walk off wit da phat Showcaw Showdown within $100
ride, and the 25,000 Plinko dollars. We'll pay for the tax, and give
you the rest of the money for your hospitality, as well as the
inevitable dining room set we will win. Then we ride back to The Bay
in style, with the chicas in tow. None for you cause you're a taken
man, kay?Yes that is the plan. Hey, anybody can come down and participate.
Washington, Oregon, Cali folks should have no problem getting to LA
for the Spring. But not too many, cause only 5 people can fit in the
car on the way back. Send me word, and we get you tickets, but only
if you actually plan to come, and not if your intent is to screw
around with naive Bip.Okay, news for today. Ummmm... I have no stories anymore. Berkeley
has cooled down. Well here's another Fang story. I sorta got sick
last night. So I went to sleep early, which is 11:30 in Berkeley.
Fang kept me up till 1 AM with his s---. First, he typed a paper, but
Fang has that habit of talking to himself, so I couldn't get to sleep.
And then, rather amusingly, Fang forgot to save his paper. Needless
to say, his Microsoft Word program stopped responding when he tried to
print. Amid holding back tears, Fang screamed many profanities at the
computer. This kept me awake. Then he called his Dad in Utah (1:30
AM Utah time, effectively waking him up). He sweared at his dad for
buying him an inferior computer. And then he sweared more at the fact
that his paper was erased. I would have found this extremely funny,
if I wasn't sick and wanting to go to sleep. He got off the phone.
And then, for an unknown reason, he went on the internet instead of
rewriting his paper. The BRRRR...KKKRRRRR EEEEEEEEE connecting sound
also kept me up. Dang that Fang. Kept me up for 1 and a half hours,
just cause he's an idiot, and didn't think to either A. save his
paper. or B. quietly rewrite the paper, upon realizing his stupidity.Other than that, we had an IM basketball game today. Unlike Onaona,
we have no skills to speak of in basketball. And it didn't help that
the only person with any basketball background decided she was sick.
So we played. I'm proud to say that I made 2 points, with a last
second (literally) rebound-under-the-backboard-lay up. This is
incredible to believe for any of you who have ever seen me play
basketball (right Nolan?). My basketball history includes a
humiliating 10-11 loss to Milo in 8th grade. What's wrong with that?
Milo spotted me 10 points. My skills have hardly improved since then.
So I was happy about the basket. Yet despite this heroic effort, the
other team, equipped with 3 tall black guys, beat us thouroughly 56-32.Okay thats the report for today. Again, if you dont want to recieve
the newsletter, say so. Though I can't see why ANYone would want
that.Alright. This is Bip saying I'm out. Late.