So I was driving back up to Reno for the second semester of school in my newly modified Jeep. I was almost there, driving the easy speed limit of 65 mph. A highway patrolman pulls into the other lane ahead of, and starts doing about 60 mph. Well, i figure I could either hold up traffic and just tail behind him suspicious-like, or I could just continue following the law. I decide on the second option, but slow down to about 63 just to be careful.
No soon has my front bumper passed his patrol vehicle when he taps his siren and makes exaggerated and dramatic slowing down motions, his face a combination of child-lecturing and "how dare you!" SO I back off and drive 58 mph, tailing along for about 30 minutes watching everyone else start to pile up.
Yay for cops on power trips.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Things you hear through the heating vents
1. Conversations
2. Dorm prank reactions
3. Movies
4. Video Games
5. The guys next door trying to sing along to opera
2. Dorm prank reactions
3. Movies
4. Video Games
5. The guys next door trying to sing along to opera
Friday, October 10, 2008
SNOW in RENO
When I woke up this morning (at 11:30), it was 38 degrees outside. Within thirty minutes it was starting to sprinkle snow. An hour and a half later and you could makes snowballs where-ever you went. It full on snowed and it's only beginning of October. Of course I wasn't content to just passively watch the snow. Drove up the mountains next to the campus and was rewarded with a Jeep caked in mud (both inside and out). The Jeep did pretty well until I lost all the traction in my tires because the threads were packed with mud. Had to come down to clean them off. Here's some of the pictures of the venture. (click on the pictures to see them close up)













Friday, October 3, 2008
Homelessness in the Quad

So tonight my friend Desirre dragged me to a community service event in the Quad, which is the huge grassy area where most of the main events on campus are held. There is a picture of it all sunny and empty for ya. I still can't remember to take my camera anywhere.
But anyway, the part that caught me off guard was that there were a number of people making shelters out of boxes, and planning on spending the night in them. Reminds me of the Wilderness Survival merit badge in scouts. We sat and listened to a few guest speakers, stood in line for soup and sandwhiches, then spent and hour and a half making blankets. I have to say a few homeless people are going to end up with some interesting color schemes.
I was kinda tempted to stay the night, but tomorrow is Friday and that means I get to sleep in. Also all the boxes had been crafted in elaborate forts already, and I still have memories of sleeping on the ground freezing cold. Maybe some other night, but I doubt it...
Monday, September 15, 2008
I played in the whitewater today
So my roommate and his friend invited me to go down to the Truckee River here in Reno. I'd never been there before, so I thought I'd at least go check it out. It is actually a very public space, despite the freezing temperature of the water. You can walk over bridges to the concrete and rock isle in the middle of the river, and if you feel adventurous, go wade in the water and splash around. But if you're feeling daring, you can try the only noteworthy part of this whole story. Now, the Truckee is your normal good-sized river, and with it come a few small rapids. A few of these are right next to the concrete park mentioned earlier, and presto, you have Reno's version of Wet'N'Wild.
After watching some of the other river-goers, I waded upstream (and by wade I mean march with difficulty and almost slip repeatedly). Positioning myself above the center of the whitewater, I waited shivering for about five minutes, like any self-preserving person would do. But where is the fun in that? So I gave myself to the river, slowly being dragged towards the rapid, feet first. There is a large dip right before the white, which means I get a good long look at what I'm heading into. And then I'm in, eyes squeezed shut and a swimmer's lungful of breath. I can feel the water push me down, but only slighty, like a water slide on steriods. I feel like I'm gently tumbling through the water (I am in fact still foating down feet first), and I stay under the water a little longer than I thought. But it's nowhere near long enough to make me panic. I kick back to the shore, so I avoid the rock further down and the next set of rapids (I haven't tested those yet).
It was fun enough I did it two more times, although by that time the sun had gone down, and I was starting to feel quite numb. Only problem was the last time, we had swam to the other side of the shore. Instead of walking upstream first, I just crossed where the rapids let out. It was overall a pretty fun day. I'll go again in a weekend or two, and I'll come back with pictures to show you!
After watching some of the other river-goers, I waded upstream (and by wade I mean march with difficulty and almost slip repeatedly). Positioning myself above the center of the whitewater, I waited shivering for about five minutes, like any self-preserving person would do. But where is the fun in that? So I gave myself to the river, slowly being dragged towards the rapid, feet first. There is a large dip right before the white, which means I get a good long look at what I'm heading into. And then I'm in, eyes squeezed shut and a swimmer's lungful of breath. I can feel the water push me down, but only slighty, like a water slide on steriods. I feel like I'm gently tumbling through the water (I am in fact still foating down feet first), and I stay under the water a little longer than I thought. But it's nowhere near long enough to make me panic. I kick back to the shore, so I avoid the rock further down and the next set of rapids (I haven't tested those yet).
It was fun enough I did it two more times, although by that time the sun had gone down, and I was starting to feel quite numb. Only problem was the last time, we had swam to the other side of the shore. Instead of walking upstream first, I just crossed where the rapids let out. It was overall a pretty fun day. I'll go again in a weekend or two, and I'll come back with pictures to show you!
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
The Dorm
Alright, as promised here are just a few quick pictures around the dorm while my roommates were gone.
My bed and some familiar posters from home
No nightstand, so I had to get creative with the clock
Bulletin board, trunk, fridge, microwave
The desk and my closet
A better look at my desk
More of my spacious closet

The sink area (that's a blender on the shelf)
Monday, August 25, 2008
Mail!
So I've rented a PO BOX here in Reno should anyone want to send me mail. There is an address for USPS and one for UPS/FedEx. I'd recommend mailing most things USPS. Pics of the dorm are coming soon...
USPS:
Gilbreth, Andrew
Andrew Gilbreth
PO BOX 880000, #1,060
Reno, NV 89507
UPS/FedEx
Andrew Gilbreth
#1060
c/o Wolf Package
87 West Stadium Way
Reno, NV 89557
USPS:
Gilbreth, Andrew
Andrew Gilbreth
PO BOX 880000, #1,060
Reno, NV 89507
UPS/FedEx
Andrew Gilbreth
#1060
c/o Wolf Package
87 West Stadium Way
Reno, NV 89557
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