hahahahaha!

so every monday, wednesday and friday, i have one class. it's spanish II and i just get up, go and come back. it's not the best use of my time in my opinion, but i guess i'm here to do such things, so i'd better at least go. anyways, almost every day, i just ride my bike to and from class...as fast as i can. no joke, i probably look like "that guy", but it's an easy way to get a little workout here and there on my legs. ok, but anyways, on friday, i left my bike on campus to make things easier on yetty (we met up at Foy and decided to walk downtown to get some food...didn't want to be like "hey, see ya there" and race off on the bike and wait for 10 minutes...anyways) since i didn't have my bike today, i left like 20 minutes early and just walked. the way over there aj and i walked and talked about life and the fact that it's easily 10 degrees colder in our house than it is outside. went to class, it was fine. here's where the story gets good: as i'm walking back to the MPC, i'm walking behind a cowboy kinda guy, you know, dark colored wranglers, snap down (as opposed to a button down) shirt and the hat...and boots. that's fine, i understand that there's a lot of those guys around here, but the only thing i ask is that if you're going to wear that stuff, please be a real redneck and be proud of it or be a real cowboy, but don't dress like that one day, then sport trendy abercrombie stuff the next, like a dude i had in a class of mine a year ago...anyways, sorry, i keep getting distracted. so as i'm walkin behind this guy he seems to be the poser cowboy guy and is puttin on the country accent thick as he's sayin' hey to somebody, then his mom calls and the accent is mild...almost florida-ish (i thought floridians didn't have an accent? exactly.) so i'm kinda laughin at this guy as we're walkin, and i'm starting to enjoy the scene because anyone who has an 11:00 at Haley, this guy knows. he's sayin hey and even howdy every once in a while and really doin it up big. well then, as we're passing cater hall (the top of the upper quad, the white house) as he sees a lady friend of his, he does like a little half skip over to see her and is yellin "well hay theare sweetcheeks, i hadn't seen yew in furevur!" and as the boots hit the brick on his way back down from the little skip, out blurts a noticeably loud fart. the girl's mouth drops wide open in a smile-gasp as he proceeds to turn back toward me and say 'gahlee, did yew hear that fella?' oh no he didn't! oh yes he did, he blamed the fart on me. of course i dropped my notebook so i could hear what was going on and she said hushed "who?" and he said "that feller in the gray shirt" what happened next was priceless. "jimmy ( i couldn't actually hear his name, but we'll guess jimmy), i know that was you, i saw do it!" YES! haha, justice is mine. that was hilarious, i couldn't help it, as i looked back, just to make sure that's what i actually heard, ole jimmy is lookin me right in the face and i couldn't help it, i just laughed my head off at him. it was great. hope you enjoyed that story...
jdw

the start of something hot

last night, after a dominating performance from the mega bad megatrons (the intramural volleyball team of the year) aj made the biggest pick up of the year for our house. a 55 gallon barrel for fires in the front yard. last night, we loaded the barrel up with random wood things from around the house, squirted a buttload of lighter fluid in, and bam...a new tradition had begun. for an hour or so, we just sat around the fire and took in the sounds of a late night black church worship session across the street (their drummer was a wild man). it was unbelievable, 4 guys (until fritz decided he needed to go to sleep) sitting around the fire on a cool night just munching on a brand x pizza. everyone who drove by was jealous. believe it. more to come soon...

the weekend in the wild

as promised, here's the story on our weekend. it was amazing. most of the time there were 5 of us there, except for a short 5 hour period friday night. much like aj's report, here's the lineup of guys that went...








alan moise: always willing to lend a helping hand. also always willing to drive unnecessarily fast around sharp curves...thank the Lord for BF Goodrich all-terrain tires!
alan handled the responsibilities of making sure no one died this weekend while climbing or rappelling...well done, alan. no deaths. well done.









mark fritz: mark was only able to come up for friday afternoon/evening. he had a trip to go on with the fisheries department that was leaving at 6am saturday morning, but because he is so hardcore, mark rode the yamahawg all the way up to cheaha, helped set up the ropes, climbed, rappelled and did some belaying too. this is a picture of mark belaying while i was climbing. good thing he's not paying a bit of attention to me climbing. look up, mark, look up!












ben bonner: ben had never taken a trip with us to cheaha before, so he didn't really know what to expect. he fit in great, though, and it was as if he'd taken all the trips with us before. except he hadn't. but it seemed like he had. that's just how ben rolls.










aj hammond: everybody knows aj's the iron horse, but not everybody knows that aj can climb like a billy goat. in fact no one knew that until friday night when aj clipped in and dominated the wall on his first try. he and ben were the first guys to ever get that route on the first try. in the words of kip dynamite: "that's what i'm talkin about."



david quintero: david and i have been best friends since we met at a boy scout cpr certification in 6th grade (did i really just admit that?). i guess the embarassment of the career in boy scouts and the nearly 10 years of being my best friend had finally pushed him over the edge...here he is about to jump off the cliff. sike, he's just watching me finish my rappel. david got done with his fall semi-formal and got back into athens at 2am his time friday night, changed clothes, jumped in the car and drove all the way to cheaha to spend the weekend with us. he didn't get into camp until 4am our time saturday morning. don't worry, he caught up on his sleep in applebee's saturday during the notre dame - usc game.



it was an awesome weekend with perfect weather. we had some great time together talkin about the Lord, 'dreams' and life...it was much too short, but mostly because moise drives like a maniac on those back roads...
jdw

no, he's not naked, he's wearing bikini briefs from wal mart...settle down...aj is the man, though. 

these are pretty much my boys from l'ville...andy's not that tall, he was using me and fid's shoulders as a boost. he's really like 5'9'' what a homo. 

a mixture of auburn and l'ville friends in downtown atlanta right after the peach dropped and we saw a guy who had just gotten shot in the head. that's right, in the head. gah, we are so hard. 

keith andrew wilson. strikin a pose for all his hoes on the lake. what a pimp. 

scotty givin some folks a ride on the tubes. look at those golden locks. 

me my sister and my brother at the auburn - tech game. it was fun before the game at least... 

my brother and yetty gettin ready to get slung around on the tube at lake hartwell. 

me and elizabeth in nauvoo, alabama. where? exactly. she is so hot! 

me and dan. dan's from colorado. he and elizabeth's friend morgan are getting married soon. 

so here's the deal. for some reason, (i'm still at a loss for why) i was blessed with an awesome family, an incredible girlfriend and the coolest, most loyal friends of all time. here's how cool my girlfriend (yes, elizabeth wilkey...THE elizabeth wilkey) is. she and rachel williams just decided today to come visit. they both have to be back in atlanta in the morning, but they didn't care. they came and it was so great. i love her. i love rachel too, just in a different way! i decided to put pictures of all these people on the ole blog tonight for all to see. enjoy! 

this weekend a small group of guys are heading up to cheaha state park in delta alabama to spend some time with the Lord and each other in the wild. it's kind of a pre-trip for our annual wild at heart trip on mlk weekend. in order for you to know the significance behind this kind of trip, i've loaded up a brief history of our trips into the blog. before you check the pictures out, scroll to the bottom. i didn't really know what i was doing when i loaded these up, so they start from the bottom up. sorry. i suck. enjoy and look for the post on monday to include pictures from this weekend's trip to cheaha which is where the picture above is from. 

we hit the same spot of pisgah and got lucky with beautiful but frigid weather. the last night there it was 6 degrees. this was the scene about 7am monday morning from the corner of the ridge. 

sunday we just sat on top of the ridge and talked about what the Lord was doing in our lives, what we had learned through AW Tozer's book "The Attributes of God" which 3 of us read and what it meant to be men after the heart of a King. it was a long talk. it was a good talk. 

wild at heart 05...by far the biggest turnout for an mlk weekend yet. 6 guys from UGA, 8 from Auburn. the nights were awesome, we all just sat around the campfire and..well...we all just sat around the campfire.  

what the? is aj flicking off the camera?  

all i'm gonna say about this picture is that alan took it and...well really there's nothing to say, this is one of the gayest looking pictures i think i've ever seen! 

sweet 16 chocolate covered donuts...aj's breakfast. 

a bag of popcorn started that fire. i'm not kidding. that's why i'm making such a stupid face. i couldn't believe it myself. 

wild at heart 04 took us to pisgah national forest right outside Brevard, NC. it was awesome. there were some new people this time. todd (in the orange beanie), scott (the ten year old in the blue jacket) and alan (in the black shirt). this was taken during the 5 minutes of the weekend that it wasn't raining and 35 degrees. literally. no snow, just a buttload of rain. 

the nights were miserable for mark, who swore to us before the trip "i've been camping 900 million times, i think i can freakin handle campin next to a car, i know how to stay warm." if you can't tell in this picture, he's freezing, so yetty (on top of him in the blue jacket), david, matt and myself jumped in their tent to warm them up. in a totally not-gay way.

it was one of the best weekends of my life...me, david quintero (in the black jacket), aj (greenish jacket with the black beanie), andy (gray sweatshirt, fratty croakies, wannabe redneck pants), matt garrett (red/black jacket - he's the homecoming king of UGA, you know...) yetty (gray sweatshirt and beanie) and mark (blue fleece to the right of me). David and I grew up camping together. Between the two of us sat 99% of the camping knowledge...andy, aj and matt had never been camping before, period. mark had never been camping in less than 40 degree weather and yetty had done some camping but never in snow. The night we set up camp it was 1 degree. seriously. 

the first of the wild at heart camping trips (mlk weekend 03)