Capn's Log #2
Scobell 2's Halloween Pagan Party

No log of the Scobell Jolly Rogers would be complete without at least a mention of the Pagan Party - a revelry that defies description, a time and a place that seem out of legend, a truly epic adventure.

We have, as those of you who know us will attest, perfected the art of gathering in small places with large groups of people and copious amounts of alcohol. We owe this fine tradition to the Pagan Party, surely the grandfather of all epic Scobell parties.

The concept started with merely the idea of a Halloween celebration and, like all ideas in the hands of the Scobellians, rolled down the hill of inspiration gathering gusto, furniture, wicker and innocent bystanders as it passed.

To begin, Craig, by some act of the Gods (probably the Ale Gods), discovered a platform in the dumpsters outside CFA. After wresting it into the lounge (where I may say, it stayed for the remainder of the year), he declared that it was to be our Alter of Beer where we could pour libation to aforementioned Gods. At the time, I thought the idea was a bit odd but after seeing it covered in candles and a keg elevated in the position of honor, I must admit Craig was either inspired or just plain lucky.

In addition to the alter, a Wicker Man stood sentinel at the far end of the hall. Again, I think I have to give credit to Craig for the bulk of the "Wicker Project." The structure was inspired by a melodramatic movie about modern day pagans and their practices of burning human sacrifices in large wicker effigies. Ours wasn't large enough to burn a man. Besides, I strongly discouraged the idea of setting it on fire while it resided on the floor.

Well, the party required costume, being Halloween and all. I can't remember everybody's costume but I do remember that Craig was dressed as Conan the Barbarian, Laura came as Robin Hood and Todd came as a modern Odin. Craig makes a convincing Conan. If you've ever seen his fine German butt, you'll know what I mean. Laura complained that some guy called her a "random woodland babe" but that she had "stabbed him" in retaliation.

The excitement of the night came when Brian, mostly drunk and stumbling around, chased Courtney, the RA on duty, down the stairs and out of the building. We were quite proud of him.

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