The Glory Days of Spicy

Note from Ty: I just added a flamin' pile of nostalgia to the bottom of this article. Other members of the crew: fill in topics I've left unexpounded and add new ones.

A recent return to the "all-you-care-to-eat" (yeah right, it's all you CAN eat in my book) goodness of Sahuaro prompted Greg, Ty, and I to reminisce about the good ol' days of freshman year when each day our lives satisfied the following equation:
P + R + T >= 100 * H
where P is plates of food eaten at Sahuaro, R is games of RBI played, T is games of Timesplitters 2 played, and H is hours spent doing homework.

In any case, in hopes that our greatness is not swallowed by the depths of time, I have created this article for us to share stories from our glory days. I'll get us started, but I hope Ty and Greg help me out.

The Birth of a Spicy Nation Historians believe Spicy Magellan came into existence on March 7, 2004. It arrived swiftly and without warning, announced with a modest instructional letter:

The rest is history.
-Tony

Creation of the Best Dorm Rooms Ever As most truly spectacular things do, it started with a dream. Hopefully Ty will elaborate, but in short I dreamt that the six of us had moved our rooms together. Greg embraced the thought and convinced us to make it a reality. We went to great lengths to plan for the new setup, even going as far getting approval from ASU's fire marshal.

Ty, elaborating:
Tony woke up saying he'd had the oddest dream that our room was moved to a different dorm while he was asleep, where the walls were all painted pink and the ceiling was lower on his side, inflicting cranial harm upon his awakening. He spoke of another dream he'd had afterward where ourselves and two rooms of friendly neighbors combined our rooms to optimize space spent on studying, sleeping and lounging. This idea was thrillacious enough to be repeated to Greg, and the rest, indeed, is history.

This story still needs completion, but let's just say that the move required extraordinary effort but the payback was well worth the work.

More pesky notes from Ty:
While already posted elsewhere on the site, the 3D room plans and photo journal of the move apply to this area rather well.

-Tony

Sic'ing Travis on Ian and Jamie in the shower
While our involvement likely hasn't yet been guessed by the victimized party, I'm going to blow our cover for the privilege of sharing. Ian and his girlfriend Jamie were in the dorm's handicapper shower, and while I'm certain their actions were of the most platonic, noble nature, this caused a bit of consternation for other members of of the crew who sought to use the bathroom for other purposes. We gradually accumulated at the door.

By the time our RA, Travis, came to the bathroom door, myself (Ty), Tony, Greg, and Dave were weighing the options of walking down to the other bathroom or somehow pestering the occupants therein. Getting a boom box with some Marvin Gaye was considered, but Marvin Gaye was something none of the Spicy crew had in plentiful supply. Low levels of Marvin Gaye in the surrounding area may well be taken as a clear sign that we weren't gettin' any. I cannot dispute such claims.

AGLI trends tend to be exponential.

When Travis arrived, however, it quickly became apparent what our path was to be. The man was the perfect weapon for the situation. He was an authority figure, and was clueless as to the actual occupants of the shower, so far as the occupants were concerned. He'd even brought his own towel, presumably to take a shower. We quickly debriefed him on the situation and decided it would be best if he walked in and exclaimed dismay at the largest, best shower being taken before stating that he would patiently wait for it to be vacated.

"Aw man, the bangin' shower's taken? How long do you think you'll take?"
"Uhh..." (silence followed with some fast, whispered conversation) "fifteen minutes?"
"Oh great, I'll just wait outside."
We pretty much died laughing.
-Ty

Dave's cardboard

Changing all of the system sounds of Art's computer to lines from Adam Sandler's "At a Medium Pace"

Cyberterrorizing Ian's screensaver

Hall council

Dave's snoring

Greg's snoozing

Art's crazy-ass family

Halloween

Joel's note

Art playing Sim City all damn night. Or solitaire.

Art's laundering of baked goods.

Minus 200

Greg looping Caroline Spine all day, every day.