So my sister told me to start writing shit, and I am a sheep/bored, so I did.

The first entry will be dedicated to explaining the name.

The guy's hall on the second floor of West Ambler Johnston Residence Hall at Virginia Polytechnic Institute and State University has a wheelchair. It is awesome. Pete's mom is a dialysis nurse, and when she told Pete that they would soon be disposing of a wheelchair, he requested that she bring it up to him the next time he came to visit. His brother also has a wheelchair, I forget why, but Pete decided that he needed a wheelchair to, and so he got one.
It took all of 12 minutes for Pete's wheelchair to become the hall's wheelchair. Probably 40% of the people on the hall have at one point or another sat in the wheelchair, done wheeleys, roll around to be lazy, pretend to be crippled when cute girls walk by, all of that fun stuff. Last week when Marie and Katherine came to visit, they were met by Sebastian coming down the hall in the wheelchair wearing a Barack Obama mask. From a distance, they thought Sebastian was not only crippled but black. It was pretty exciting.
So that is the story of the AJ wheelchair. I'm excited about the fact that I have at least one post that isn't just political ranting.