october 29, 2008

in the final year of college i lived with a bunch of guys at a place that came to be known as the ‘white house’.  it was an awesome place, with awesome people, and we by far threw the most awesome parties.  as barney from himym would put it, our parties were legend… wait for it… dary (although i’ve realized he doesn’t say this anymore in the new season, sad).  although there are many stories that could be shared… and many that cannot be shared… i’d like to share the story of how we ended up with multiple holes in our walls:

story 1: when you throw parties in college, and when they are rumored to be awesome… you eventually find that more people come to your party than your house/hosts can really handle.  during one of our parties, there was a series of events that left our house empty of the party hosts.  unfortunately, the ann arbor police happened to come during this time to break up the awesome party and issue an unawesome noise violation ticket.  since none of the party hosts were home at the time, one of our other housemates that had nothing to do with the party had to take the ticket under his name (the hosts paid for the ticket of course).  he was understandable angry at the situation, and decided to take his frustration out on our hallway wall by punching it.  it made a big hole.

story 2: one of my best friends found his younger sister partying away at our party one day, and got into a big argument with her.  after the party was over, we were talking to him to help him calm down (he wasn’t mad at us btw considering our parties were, did i mention, awesome?).  for some odd and unexplainable reason, he decided it would be a great way to vent by punching the wall.  he made a big gaping hole in james’ room.  apparently, another friend witnessed this guy punching the wall, came in and asked, ‘are we punching holes in the wall?’  he then proceeded to punch the wall and make the hole bigger.  

story 3: another housemate, after a series of events (which i foresaw and warned) was sad and angry.  just when i felt like he had calmed down and the world seemed at peace, he too punched the wall in the hallway.  i’m not sure if it was really necessary, but then again, none of the punches were necessary.  after adding his mark to the wall with a big hole, he proceeded to his room and went to sleep…

as angry as these lets-punch-the-wall people were at the time, i can’t help but be humored when i replay the events in my head.  think about it… who punches walls and makes holes in them?  who does that?  who would do such a stupid thing?  seriously… 

because it may be hard for you to imagine these events in your head, himym enacted it for us (embedding is now allowed for this clip, but do follow the link).   

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l_PIixlTHfQ

there is one more story by the way, story 4: towards the end of the year i realized that we would soon have to patch all these holes up.  i found it amazing that all of these guys completely missed the stud when punching the wall.  had they hit even part of the stud, the holes probably wouldn’t have been as large as they were.  when i told james about this, he told me, “i don’t know?  why don’t you try punching the wall?”.  ok… to be fair, i’ll include a disclaimer that i blame everything on james, even when it’s clearly not his fault… in fact, he probably didn’t even say this.  anyway, as you can imagine i tried giving the wall a punch.  and voila!! housemates 4, wall 1.

sorry aaron, sorry paul… but these archived videos were too good to pass up.  just a normal day in the white house that james happened to capture on video (this was the year before my final year):