Minutes for March 10, 2010

Attendance: 14

Meeting Start: 10:01 and lack of witticism

Meeting End: 10:48 and Fluffy is always fail

News

Committees

Recruitment and Relations: Elly is not here.

Office Resource: The office is still there. The office may or may not have all of its resources back from BCon.

Movie: A bad movie thing… Body Melt

Trivia: Rachel has it. Eight lantern colors and how they get their power? Bill says some shit. So does Forrest. Forrest completes it.

Fundraising: Forrest continues to fund the club singlehandedly.

Party: Still tabled.

Discussion Group: Will go somewhere if people are interested.

No Report: Forrest said a name?

Officers Reports

Chief of Operations: Not meant to be reported.

Constable: Back to being a broke, miserable, love-sick drunk from (somewhere?). Had a jaunt with unreasonable happiness. Has 4 midterms tomorrow. Is going to see Muse on Saturday. Got to talk to a Pulitzer prize-winner about Spiderman and comic books for two hours.

Com Officer: Not here.

Grand Nagus: Is sorry she’s late. Discussed with Elly about eating crickets or mealworms. Is campaigning for secretary. (Phil: You’re better than that! Don’t glass ceiling yourself!) Has an interview for an internship.

First Officer: Only happy person in room? Today’s her 7-year anniversary of dating Bill. Happened to walk into a long lecture about why some girl likes the Dark Knight.

Captain: Keeps taking his sleeping pill before Psi Phi. Forgot to set alarm. Had a dream about body pillow being made of mealworm exoskeletons. Practical application of calculus: Figuring appropriate alcoholic content of grain alcohol.

Old Business

• Zombiefest is on the way.

New Business

None.

Other Organizations

• MCS will be happening.
• Erik found the Nerf bag and Phil won’t come and he hates Fluffy.

Quotes

Forrest: Corey Haim died–
Phil: YES! Now it’s just the Corey, not the Coreys.

Phil: You see, that’s a play on words because they’re ugly.

Phil: Let’s get physical~ physical~! …That’s the wrong Olivia.

Phil: So, is it completely wrong that I would accept Google as my robot overlord?
Adam: …Not completely.

Bill: Jar-Jar is making corn dogs at Coney Island.

Forrest: And you should bap Jon on principle.
Erik: Eh, not yet.

Erik: I’m a frickin’ medical experiment!

Erik: If you add “business” to the beginning of any class, it automatically means easy.

Jon: I’m on the positive side of ambivalent.

Jon: We’ve hit relevency! We must go back!

Phil: I’m glad we both have mastered the basics of density.
Erik: He looked scared, so I was trying to reassure him. It weighs less than the bapper.
Jon: That’s when you start whaling on him.

Phil: You know what! Fuck relaxation! I’m going to sit quietly.
Jon: You’re not relaxing if you’re dying.

Phil: His voice is beef jerky!

Phil: Macho man! I rocked out to that song earlier and I felt really gay.