My Adventure in Tunnels

In the transition between walking from Katie B's room to mine, Nate and I were stopped by Daniel who had just made an important discovery. "Dude I've found a tunnel!". The combination of intoxication and excitement about the new discovery caused me to jump in the air and ask "Where?". I can't remember the last time I was this excited.

Daniel and I live in a dorm designated for upper classmen and is fashioned more as an apartment complex. Some of the rooms, including mine, have locked doors that until that night I had no idea what they were for. So Daniel pulls back the couch blocking his door of mystery and unlocks it.

At first sight all I noticed were the air vents and some pipes running horizontally. But Daniel pointed out the "secret" passage to the tunnel. Nate and I were so drunk and so eager, that we flew open the trap door and climbed down.

Bellow lied more pipes, a 5 foot ceiling, and a resource to fulfill our imaginations. I pretended that it was a World War II bunker and we were Russian soldiers sneaking up on those dirty Germans. The tunnel was very short, and soon Nate and I found our way climbing back up. However, the trap door was stuck and I didn't think we would make it out, but Nate insisted that it could be opened and with that I pushed it open. We climbed out, only to find another subject of amusement.

There on our left was something of an office. A desk, alarm clock and a paper dated August 30th 2006. I wondered if people came down here a lot. It would be a cool hideout. However, I was still playing war and pretended that in the office sat a German general and Nate and I would sneak up and quietly strangle him.

Around the corner we found a door to get out. We pushed it open and ran out, hoping campus security, or the SS men, would not see us. To our amazement we found ourselves coming out of the opposite dorm we had started. I could hardly contain my excitement.

After one more go around, we decided to take it down a notch and head up to my room. To calm myself down, I picked up my guitar and plucked away. Everyone was surprised at how good I sounded. Daniel, who's a drummer, suggested that we jam some time. I'm having my parents bring up my electric guitar as I speak. I can't wait, I told him I play lead which he said is what his band is looking for.

I wish I could explain the excitement of last night and how good my fiesta burrito from Taco Bell tasted, but I'm just not that skilled as a writer.

Tunnel Enthusiasm is Sweeping the Nation

Today there was a guy in the news who enjoyed tunnels and underage girls a little too much. Here's the link. http://www.cnn.com/2006/US/09/17/text.message.rescue.ap/index.html