All work and no play makes the fencing team full of dull boys. Which is really a problem, since the women's team is larger than the men's team this year, and women becoming dull boys is an awful thing. With that in mind the team went ice skating up in Roanoak on the 12th of October. A blast was had by all, as these following mad pix should indicate. If you didn't come this time: shame on you! Come next time! Ice skating is fun!

Post Script - Also, tune in at the bottom for a special story entitled, "How we asked a cop directions to the Donut shoppe and lived to tell the tale."

Post Post Script - All the pix have captions, which is why there is no text on the page. That and I'm very very lazy. So mouse over the images and find out who these craaaaazy people are.

"Anyway, We had just gone Ice skating and decided at 11:30 at night to go to the Krispy Kreme factory. Jess supposedly knew where she was going and I happened to get ahead of her, so when we came to a stop light, I was the first one on the line, so I turned into the lane next to me, which put me too far into the intersection. So I backed up, so I wouldn't get hit, at which time a police cruiser rolls up behind me."

"After the light turns, Jess doesn't go, so I go, still ahead of her. I change lanes to the right lane, which of course becomes a right turn only lane, so I'm driving all slow, with this cop in the left lane behind me, with people on the little radios Alex brought telling me to turn around because we missed the donut place.

"I again change lanes and end up in front of the cop again, and I was going to make a left into a parking lot, but a car suddenly came over the hill so I had to suddenly swerve to get back into the middle turn lane, but of course I missed the turn, so I turn left at he street right after the parking lot. SO I make the turn, and of course my wheel squeals, because I'm still knida new at the stick shift thing.

"So I'm going up this side road, and I look to see if the rest of the guys are still behind me, and I see that the cop had followed me. So I get on the radio and say "Shit the cop is following me." To which Alex replies, "Just relax, he can't pull you over, you haven't done anything." And not a split second later, the cop turns on his blue flashing lights. Great.

"So I pull off of this small two lane road, into the grass, and the cop shines his search light in my mirror, so I'm like blinded. The cop approaches my car all cautious like, and the following conversation ensued:"