drug bust!

On Wednesday, as I was sitting in my Cisco class, my cell phone rang. There was a drug bust going on at Wiest Hall, the men’s dorm on campus.

I ran across campus to get my camera, and met a reporter (my friend Joseph) at the scene. I immediately noted the 7-10 police cars parked by the building, including K9 units with dogs. Joseph and I walked up to the 6th floor, where the action was taking place, but were immediately told to “get out” as it was a “secure area.” We tried stalling, but did see a row of students against the wall in handcuffs.

We waited outside for several hours, trying to get comments from officials and just keeping our ears open. 3 people were arrested, the drugs were marijuana and opium, and cars were even searched. As the suspects were being taken out, I took some photos for the newspaper. Immediately, I was given glares from a few guys next to me, apparently friends of the suspects, who kept on saying, “Man, that’s not cool. Why are you taking photos?” over and over. They were pretty mad at me. I was certainly in my right to take these photos outside, and some of the police officers also acted rude. I should have told the guys that it’s not exactly “cool” to do pot either, but it wouldn’t have mattered much.

Yesterday there was a fire alarm at McMindes Hall, and 20 minutes later, one at Wiest Hall. These firefighters must get complacent, answering these false alarms.

Otherwise, things are looking good. I’ve been feeling rather intelligent lately, for reasons unknown to me, but it’s a good confidence booster. Greg, Leslie and I hung out last night, talking about almost anything, and making magnetic poetry. Most were rather raunchy, but what do you expect.

One of the words included in a set was “forlic.” Now, I certainly don’t have a doctorate in English, but I immediately was suspicious. After consulting a dictionary, I’ve come to the conclusion that I found a typo in a magnetic poetry set!

Frolicking ensued.

P.S. While getting food with Leslie the other day, we passed a fast food sign that read “Hungary.” I’m fairly sure it was American food.

P.P.S. Speaking of food, the cheese curds search can be called off. The deli lady at Dillons said that the company in Alma, KS stopped selling them. Thus, no native Kansas cheese curds. 🙁