Alma Mater for the Late Dr. Baird

Alejandroblog83Yesterday was the Glee Club Campus Concert and in my opinion, we did great. More than my opinion, it matters what the audience thought of the performance. We received such rapturous applause and compliments  from professors, family, friends and others from the community. I am truly grateful to have that much support from and I thank all those who came out and enjoyed our concert.

On a not so positive note, it was not easy singing the Alma Mater as we dedicated it to the late Dr. Keith Baird ’56. I did not personally know Dr. Baird, but I have had the pleasure to meet his son who lived with his family in Dr. Baird’s home here on campus. When someone with great significance to an organization dies, it is easy to overlook and forget that they also had a family. Dr. Baird’s passing is a loss to Wabash but an even greater loss to his children and grandchildren. That is what made dedicating the Alma Mater to Dr. Baird hard.

Dr. Baird was a physician for all of the Apollo missions except the first and last ones. This Little Giant was there when the Apollo 13 Capsule was recovered in the South Pacific and he gave a chapel talk about it. Dr. Baird was also the campus doctor for nearly three decades and always lived on campus. As a student, Dr. Baird was a four year member of the Glee Club and enjoyed attending the concerts.

This Saturday the Glee Club is suppose to sing the Alma Mater and Ave Maria at a memorial service here on campus. It will be even harder to sing in that environment and for the sole purpose of expressing his love and life-long commitment to Wabash. Wabash lost a true Little Giant this weekend. The Baird family lost a great Father and Grandfather. May he rest in peace and may God be with him.


Mr. Worf, I’m still awesome.

RobertRemember my first blog post concerning Dork Club? Well, I still think Picard is awesome.

Today (we rescheduled from Wednesday) Professor Porter brought in his big Deep Space 9 model for the Star Trek game. It’s big, it’s pretty… and everyone want to take control of it. so we split off into two teams, and once again I got control of the Enterprise commanded by Captain Picard. We placed our ships in their corners and got ready to fight.

And fight we did. With the Space Station representing a neutral, yet somewhat hostile, objective, our goal was to get redshirts and mooks onboard to take over the weapons and such. I stayed near the edge at first due to getting blasted by DS 9’s defenses, but the various Klingon, Romulan and Dominion ships in the group had no such qualms. That doesn’t mean I wasn’t helpful; in fact, after kind of shooting up one of the other side, I convinced him (with help from Sulu) to join our side. Yay for diplomacy.

This is DS 9. For size comparison, note the hand and the Klingon Warbird in the back

This is DS 9. For size comparison, note the hand and the Klingon Warbird in the back

On the other end of the map was an all out brawl for the Station. It was mainly Klingons vs. Worf, Sisko and someone else I didn’t know, and that resulted in Mutually Assured Destruction. However, the Station itself got shut down due to boarding teams from both teams contesting the Station, although my team had more guys onboard so we had an advantage there. Ships were shot down, although the tide began to turn when Sulu’s ship Trans-Warped across the map (watch this for added effect One of the other ships I can’t remember (I think it was Dominion) turned around to try and shoot down the Romulans (who were neutral until they got shot by DS 9, so they joined my side), but this brought them in range of the Enterprise. Needless to say, that did not end well for the Dominion (or whoever it was), and they were reduced to fine dust. By then most of the other team had been shot down, and their men on the station were outnumbered almost two to one, so it was declared a win for our team.

I decided to head back to the house after that game, but I had fun, and that’s what matters. I have spoken at length on how awesome Dork Club is, and how it helps me unwind after a stressful week, and today was no exception. I got a chance to relax, play a couple of games with other like minded people, and just have fun in general. But again, I’ve spoken about Dork Club’s awesomeness before, so I’ll just say that it is awesome and leave it at that.

Belated updates

RobertIt’s been almost five days since I’ve made a blog post. I apologize; I’d wanted to update right after Honor Scholarship Weekend ended, but I got sidetracked… a lot.

Anyway, the last two days of Honor Scholarship Weekend were much more low key than the first day. Everyone had gotten their Rush out of their system, so what visitors we did have were few and far between. Fair enough, most people can’t sustain a multiple day long party (I have no idea how the ancient civilizations had week long weddings).

And then it snowed again earlier this week.

Even Picard is tired of the changing weather.

Even Picard is tired of the changing weather.

While it was not a lot of snow and it melted soon after, I just had to ask: why? We’re already freezing over here, we don’t need more snow. It’s actually not that bad outside while I’m writing this, but still, no more snow. Rain, I wouldn’t be too adverse to, but… well, I’m kind of sick of snow.

Anyway, in unrelated news I picked out new courses for fall semester. I think I have a nice spread of options: Physics, more history, English (specifically, creative writing), philosophy, and a religion class. I think I will go for a history major and religion minor, but until I have to declare a major I am going to keep my options open… to some extent. As much as I like hanging out with Professor Porter, I’m not going to be a science major (I have a head for numbers, though… I just don’t enjoy applying it).

Anyway, that’s what’s going on in my courses. For everything else I will still be going to Dork Club sessions and trying out for plays as they come. Might work to improve my Space Marine list, but for now I think it’s rather good. And I will most definitely look around for internships and immersion trips, so I can take advantage of all the resources that Wabash has to offer.

We’re Not That Dirty

AudieOne thing my mother was probably most worried about before/while I’m still at Wabash is cleanliness. That woman is just a germaphobe in general, but it is also no secret that college-age-men are not the cleanest of specimens. So naturally after a very short period of time (about 5 minutes after waking up) our rooms tend to get messy, as in hoarders messy. I can only say the mess is not that bad, and most people tend to clean up to some degree throughout the week. Of course some people also have so many articles of clothing they just wear their closet before doing laundry. All in all though, Wabash is a fairly clean place, especially Fiji.

Honor Scholarship Weekend, Day 1

RobertToday is a nice day. The sun it out, even if it’s a tad cloudy, and I can go outside without wearing my winter coat. Today is a good day, not only because the weather is nice, but because it is Honor Scholarship weekend.

I know I mentioned Honor Scholarship Weekend in my last blog, but this time it’s actually happening. Prospects are wandering around campus, taking tests and hanging out with cool guys. Earlier today was the club fair, where all the clubs and organizations got a chance to present themselves and what they do, and sell Wabash as well. It’s a great opportunity for prospective students to get a chance to figure out what they like, and realize that Wabash is a great place for them to go because we’ve got so much cool stuff.

And I couldn’t go.

I feel ya, Bolin. Don't worry, you'll get another girlfriend in Season 2

I feel ya, Bolin. Don’t worry, you’ll get another girlfriend in Season 2

Unfortunately for me, I still had classes scheduled for today. I know my classes are important, and I should have been smarter and asked if maybe I could take a day off (On second thought no, that’d be silly), but I would have really liked to have been at the fair so I could show off my very pretty Space Marine army. Looks are one thing, but telling prospects that every piece, from the lowliest scout to the biggest tank, is assembled and hand-painted by me, and you get to chainsaw people (or at least imagine that you’re chainsawing people). What more do you want? Part of the pitch is the visuals, while the other is the dialoguing, and talking about what makes your group so great is what sells them. You can have the best booth on campus, but if you don’t tell anyone what it means it won’t do you any good. Bill Watterson of Calvin and Hobbes fame said that good writing can cover for poor drawings, but amazing and witty drawings won’t do jack if the writing is terrible. If I got a chance to talk about how awesome it is to play Warhammer, and all the time and money I’ve invested in the hobby, I could have brought in even more people.

Oh well, I’ll get my chance next year. Maybe with some other units to make the visuals even more appealing.

Anyway, as soon as the prospects get back from their tests and their dinners it’s going to be Rush Time. Now we at fraternities have to sell the prospects on the idea of going Greek, so it’s like the club fair only a bit more mixed.

And I will be there for that.

If Benny's happy, I'm happy. SPACESHIP!!!

If Benny’s happy, I’m happy. SPACESHIP!!!

So if there are any parents that happen to read this between now and Rush, send your kid over to Kappa Sigma so they can Rush there and meet me.

After all, you are drawn to my magnetic personality and Space Marines.

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