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A Pangle-licious Weekend

Monday, October 10, 2005


If there were a theme to this past weekend, it would have to be Pangle. Booter would come in a close second with "wood" not far behind (to be explained in a later post). But all in all, it was a Pangle-filled weekend.

It began Thursday night when I arrived at LAX. Phil offered to pick me up at LAX and when he arrived, lo and behold, the Queen of Pangalia had driven my roommate in her car to come pick me up. We then proceeded to return to the Sheldon Chateau for a roommate dinner. Pangle sheepishly asked if she was allowed to join the roommate festivities. Of course we told her to stay; just like Jism was the 5th roommate of the Animal House, Pangle definitely qualifies as the 6th Sheldonite. Dinner was grand, and Pangle even picked on Bret about Purdue football. Awesome.

Friday night I met up with the Panginator at Booter's birthday bonfire on Dockweiler beach. Unfortunately, the non-Place Corps engineering types all got stuck talking to each other and Pangle had to leave early to get rest for her marathon training the next morning. Friday was definitely the low point of the Weekend of Pangle.

Saturday we had plans to go to the UCLA-Cal game at the Rose Bowl, but decided at the last moment to watch the Penn State-tOSU game at the Chateau instead. Pangle is apparently an avid Buckeye fan (we all have our flaws...) and Booter spent most of the game reminding her that tOSU was losing. I tried to remain objective but couldn't help throwing in a few jabs here and there. Pangles are docile creatures -- it's rare you see one fired up!

On Sunday, Sister Pangle and I went to mass at St. James and listened to Booter make a joyous noise in the choir. We stopped for coffee and a paper on the way home and killed a good two hours at her place reading the news, watching baseball, and listening to Teresa's boyfriend laugh incessantly at Calvin & Hobbes.

Later that night Phil and I inadvertantly ran into Pangle and Teresa and decided to join them at Stick & Stein for the Angels game. Severals beers and several innings later I finally bid adieu to Pangle for the weekend.

For how little I'm home and even less the time I get to see my friends, it was nice to have a weekend that was truly Pangle-licious.

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