Last night I attended Rockhurst's Homecoming dance at Bartle Hall. Before the dance, Res Life treated us to a free dinner at the intercontinental hotel (special thanks to Nicole DeJanes for supplying the names of these establishments). I was excited to try out the new dining etiquette techniques that I mentioned in my last post. Immediately upon arrival the dilemma of how to properly eat our dinner rolls arose and I seized on the opportunity to spread my newly found knowledge with the other members at my table. Throughout the dinner, Res Life raffled off some great prizes. Unfortunately I did not win anything. This seems to be a common trend for raffles here at Rockhurst and there have been several. Don't worry though guys, there will be a post eventually about me winning something. Even if it's just a key chain
I'll.....but I digress.
After the dinner we were bussed to Bartle Hall for the dance. It was at this dance that I met a truly incredible individual. To think that in eighteen years of my life I had been deprived of their presence until last night is truly disconcerting. Last night, for the first time, I was introduced to the chocolate fountain (shown above). I assume that for most people the dancing highlighted their evening. Now don't get me wrong, I enjoy attempting to dance as much as the next guy, but the chocolate fountain made my night. I think I'll have at least a half dozen at my wedding. Each with a different kind of molten chocolate rippling in sheets down its sides. Until then I suppose waiting once a year for the annual homecoming dance will suffice.




