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Partying at the K-State Football

No date on this one. Football season 1986 I’d guess. What do you do when your football team is the worst in the country?  Sing and dance with with others in attendance. Most of this I don’t remember. But I do remember the parody composite. Unfortunately I don’t think the water polo team ever materialized.



It was good to see you this weekend.  Hope you had a good trip back and everything. I forgot to ask you–Mom–how your Bible study leading is going. I think that’s cool. I hope it goes great. When did you all leave the game? About the end of the third quarter we all quit watching the game (pretty much) and just had a blast! The band played Twist and Shout and we all danced and sang–then they played it again and we all danced and sang. (You probably saw all this.) Then the FIJI’s across the aisle started singing Louie Louie and the band joined in. Then they sang You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feeling and the theme to the Brady Bunch. We answered with The Beverly Hillbillies and Don’t Send My Boy to Missouri. After the game the band took the field for post-game. They played a couple songs then Twist and Shout again, to which we all took to the field and danced with the “Pridettes.” (I found out that AM and CE are Pridettes.) It was a blast! So we lost again.  Oh well.

I bought the Sanyo fridge. It was $105. There is a 2 year warranty on parts and labor, and a 5 year warranty on the compressor. Another kid in the house has one and says its a decent fridge. I will send gram & gramps a letter and thank them.

I saw FJ at church yesterday.  He was up for the Kappa’s dad’s weekend. I said “hi” to him. Last night it rained something fierce. This morning really–about 5 am–the lightning & thunder was awesome. It had to be striking just blocks away and then BOOM! It was cool. I’ve decided that my next sport–not counting flag football if I do that–will be inner tube water polo. The house is going to have a team and I’m looking forward to a great season.  We may have to go sing again. Sat. night the PiPhi’s stole our composite (That night JF and I made a parody substitute and put it up. B’s a short kid–picture was like this.


G–who gets crud for not having a chin, got a profile with a doted line showing where his chin should be. We did ourselves also. Sunday morning it was a hit–everyone loved it. It’s still up.)

Mike–good luck Thursday at the old Abilene Invite. It was good to watch you Saturday. Work hard!

Well, no tests this week. At least one next week though. See ya all later. I’ve you.



P.S. I got my first ice cubes today! It’s a banner Monday!

Night on the Nile

September 1987


Dearest Family


To Whom It May Concern

A new novel by Matt Sears!

And now a special sneak preview of the first chapter of the exciting new book.  The story of a boy and his dog.  The best of times, the worst of times.  A sci-fi epic of proportions never before witnessed on the written page.  Sort of a boy meets girl, boy looses girl, boy gets girl in the end sort of thing. The feel good novel of the year.  You’ll want to go back and re-read this one over and over again.

So without further ado we present the first chapter of this great new novel by Matt Sears, entitled Dearest Family or Too Who It May Concern. Ladies and Gentlemen, chapter one! (applause, whistles)

Mom, Pop and Dog,

How are things? Here it is Sunday evening. What a week it’s been.  So much going on.  But first a 5 week grade report.

Small Business Operations: Test next Friday, paper handed in last Monday. No results.

Man’s Physical World II: Test #2 tomorrow.  Test#1 score 140/150 – so far so good

Audio I: Project #1 returned – A-. Test last Friday, no results, probably did pretty good. SFSG [I was way ahead of time with the texting abbreviations, about 25 years before texting was a thing.]

Principles of Advertising: Test next Friday. I hear it’s a killer, but so far: no results

Fundamentals of Performance: Very laid back class structure, should do well – A or B

Now to the important stuff.  I finally did get a date to the party. So about 6:00 pm Saturday night I started working on my costume. I have to admit, it was awesome.  I had a tiger skin head dress (you’ll see the pics) and a gold round collar and I wore the bottom part as planned but put some gold trim on it.  I twas sharp! Everybody had a sharp costume. The house looked awesome. We had a water fall off the roof onto the porch into a pond which ran off the porch into a pond which ran off the porch into a bigger pond. (About 10 pm G did a back flip into it.) I’d say the party was success.  I’m sure you know by now that I ended up taking MKJ. It was a lot of fun. At first I sort of had a date with this ADP pledge.  We went on a yogurt date last Monday. It was a lot of fun bu she couldn’t go. I’ll probably ask her out again sometime; or not. The Royals are 5 games out and the NFL is on strike. I think I’m going to cut my grade school work down to 2 days a week. I’d be working 3 hours a week, 2 1/4 hrs less than I do now. There’s a guy at the house who will be working there M W & F — I think I hope. I’m tired of working there–I’m very tired of it. In the meantime I’m going to keep an ey and ear out for some other kind of work for this and/or next semester. Mike will be home next weekend. I may or may not.  I guess I will wrap up the letter with my best rendition of what my costume looked like. See you later. Love you both.



Acacia Wants You

acacia wants you

Acacia brother Brian Hamilton did such a great job back in the day of drawing up designs for our shirts and other party favors. As you can see, he was partial to Bill the Cat of Bloom County fame. Say want you want about fraternities in general, and a lot of bad could be said, but I think fraternities generally reflect attitudes and mores of the society of which they are a part; and as I was at K-state in the 80’s, a time known for self-centeredness, greed, and lack of introspection, I saw and lived the dumb college boy version of that America to some extent. But, I think my Greek experience was overall a good one. It provided me opportunities for campus involvement, social functions, and of course friendships that remain today.

Sorry, that wasn’t much of a story. So here’s one. More a memory really. Andy was a year or two older than me, but he took good care of the pledges (not everyone did); he was cool to everyone really. One of the pledges’ jobs was to wake everyone up, each guy at the time indicated by a little tag left outside the sleeping dorm. The thing about Andy was he slept with his eyes open. Wide open. So it was a little disconcerting for a timid pledge to approach this dude’s bunk, him lying there, eyes wide open. The other thing about Andy was that we woke up kind of violently, with arms flailing and a kind of startled grunt. Of course he didn’t wake easy; calling his name wouldn’t do; it required physical contact. So the very first time you wake Andy up, you’re creeped out because he’s staring at you as you approach, and then as you shake him he scares the crap out of you with his thrashing about. And then you’re still not sure if he’s awake because his eyes are open, but they were open before you got there. After the first time, I knew what was coming when I woke him, but I still had to steel my nerves as I put my hand on his shoulder, as he made me jump every time. Andy was killed by a drunk driver a few years ago. He was a great guy.