I used to ride the BT,

but now I ride the MTA.

There is not train that runs under Blackburg as we have here in New York. But, the bus between my apartment complex and the graveyard on east Roanoke St. helped me me not quite so novice when i arrived here. Not everyone on that bus looked like I did, or had come from the same town. Rarely was that the case when I owned a car.

Here in Brooklyn it is rare I see someone with my same skin tone on the public transportation, but I am at ease, and in fact now far more comfortable and relaxed that I was driving the Baltimore/Washington Parkway for 2 years. There is probably some clip I could roll here of Don Cheedle silioquisizing (word?) but I will press on instead.

I liked walked to get places while at Virginia Tech and I like it here too. I lived in a Maryland suburb of DC for 2 years, and shuttled myself in my car the entire time. I love that car, but there is a detachment from the environment that surrounds me, and along with that dimishes the interaction of humanity and my direct contact with it and the people that help sustain reality.

I was in Blacksburg when the war started. I was out in the rain the day after in front of memorial chapel, and spoke on behalf of love in the name of Christ. I came up here 2 days later and marched 30 blocks down Broadway to protest this madness while the other watched shock and awe between commercials for the second round of the NCAA tournament.

And the war raged on. I went back and wrote papers and against it and taught about it for 2 school year in a few social-studies classes, but the war raged on.

and now, we all know its bad and we all know they lied and we dont really beleive them when they talk to us now about how well things are going, or even about how neccessary it all is, but what have we given more attention and consideration to

we hokies dont even have a dog in that fight... actively walk away from this war and encourage those you know and love and debate with truthful minds those you dont to make this government fear this populace again.

Since I moved to this city I have helped to organize a politcal rally and march in which about 7,000 people participated. This was nowhere near as effective as the day I skipped my constitutional law class to hear speakers talk about diversity education and the restrictions placed by the board of regents on the admissions policies of the university. It went on for about 150 minutes until a guy I had just had class with that morning got up to the podium and said he was ready to do something. He wanted to deliver the message to the president himself and he ran into Burress Hall.

Myself and about 100 or so other kids (perhaps a few more) ran into the offices on the second floor of the building and forced some odd answers from the dean on duty that day. It became sweaty quite quickly in the room that day; it was far fairer whether than we were afforded a week later. The weather was also an indicator of the crowd and the effectivnes given both assembly events.

damn this war. still.
if you are being quiet about it stop.

well...

That was quite a let down, was it not?

I felt like I did 2 years ago on a wednesday night in Morgantown.

The bubble burst.

No Rose Bowl.

I have to hear more about how good Vince Young is.

Honestly, I did not see it coming, I fear this blog may have jinxed my beloved Hokies.

The blog stays despite a blemish on the record. The real key is that this team does not implode as the 2003 squad did after that blowout to WVU. Miami and missing out on a national championship shot are, bad, but we should still beat the stuffing out of those pink shirt wearing fancy boys from UVA.

As for the New gate bar. It is like stepping in a time warp or something. For 3 hours I may as well have been in Big Al's on Main Street. I stepped back out and WHAM New York City was still there. It was odd to be so inundated by the maroon and orange, and then think that this was lower Manhattan.

I dont think I will return to that establishment. No hard feelings, but just a bad first impression and I am not sure my constitution can handle that emotional transcendence again.

My credentials for this post...

I graduated from Va Tech in the spring of 2003. I majored in political science.

Here is what I know so far:

This is easily the most talented hokie squad yet, even if they lose 3 games bay the end of the year we have never gone onto so many fields and simply been able to outclass people as we have done this season.

I do not have cable. Apparently, most bars here in New York City have other priorities when the bad birds are on TV.

The only game I have seeen this year in full was the NC st. game back before Labor Day.

I once had a class with Earnest Wilford. And another with Kevin Jones. One time in high school I blocked Kevin Lewis when I was a pulling gaurd.

Like Lee Suggs I am a preacher's child.

I sat through hurricane 2 years ago to make fun of my cousin after we whipped his precious aTm Aggies on a Thursday night, when their punter made their best play of the game on a muff.

I know I have waited until late in the season to make this blog a reality, but here I am, on perhaps the biggest day of our season. I have full conbfidence that we will beat the hurricanes, and I plan to see it at the Hokie hang out of Manhattan, New Gate bar and grill on LaGuardia.