Getting to Know at Least One (or Two) Faculty Members

At fish camp, one of the "freshmen tips" strongly emphasized was for me to know at least one faculty member well my first semester. So, I tried that. I met with three different advisors in hopes of finding at least one who was nice, and failed miserably. I met with each of my prof's outside of class, and failed miserably. It seemed like they were "too busy" to be concerned with a freshman like me...which is actually probably true. I kinda gave up at that point. I mean, who else do I try? Hey, maybe next semester. There's bound to be at least one cool prof around here somewhere. It's not that big of a deal anyway.

But, fortunately, my line caught something when I least expected it. I finally met not just one but two faculty members who genuinely care for me. Their names? Rusty Thompson and Patricia Wehner. Both Rusty and Mama (as we call her) work in the Class Center, and they are both incredible incredible incredible human beings.

First, let's begin with Rusty Thompson.

(bad picture I know...it's Rusty's camera. I blame him.)


Rusty is the Associate Director of Student Affairs along with being the yell leaders manager. Simply put, he's the man. Rusty is the reason why Class Councils even has a Class Center. Most organizations (95% probably), have a "cube' - formally known as a cubicle. Class councils has a freakin' office. And along with that, the Class Center is moving to take up the entire sub-level of the msc next year...thanks to Rusty. He spoils us, it's ridiculous. Anywho, I do not simply adore this guy because of his title (although it is respectable). I adore this guy because everytime i walk into the class center, I can without a doubt expect to hear, "What's goin on, Travis?" as he enters or exits his office. Simply put - he cares. Recently, I was at one of the computer's flipping out because I couldn't sign up for any classes I wanted for the following semester. Rusty came out of his office, walked up to me, and with a pat on the back he asked, "Alright, now what's up?" I'm most definitely glad I will know him for the next three-plus years.

(Mamma, Rev, and Big Jon - my partner for Elephant Walk)


Mama Wehner is Reveille's Manager, but we see her as Class Council's mama. She's this sweet little ol' lady with this sweet little' ol voice. You can expect to hear "dear" in any sentence she says, and if you ever ask her about Reveille she will have a smile on her face. It's certainly not a rare occurance to see Reveille sitting at her feet as a yell leader, director, or member tells her about their day. I know I've done it. So far, here is my favorite memory of Mamma in drama form.

(Fish Co' kids sit around a table in the class center as they talk about Mama)
Kid_01: I've heard that she's killed a man before.
Kid_02: I wouldn't be suprised. She knows everyone. I bet she was involved with the mafia at some point too.
Travis: That's a good point though. Who doesn't she know? Honestly.
(pondering pause)
Kid_03: Hmmm....I wonder if she knows President Bush.
Travis: Hey Mama!
Mama: Yes dear?
Travis: Do you happen to know President Bush?
Mama: Oh of course, dear. My nephew is one of his accountants.
Travis: Oh, well naturally. Thanks Mama!

Cruel and Unusual

The fear of long words is called Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia.

How cruel. Honestly.

E-Walk and Big Animal of No Affixed Name...Walk

Yup, that's my friend.


Mmm...tradition.


Now that's a senior wildcat


I could hear the juniors walkin around campus when I was in kyle field. They were very loud and very excited about e-walk. So loud...wow.


It's all mine! Mine mine mine.


Home of the 12th Man Indeed


Familiar Face - Jace Goodier


Seniors Stopping at the Bonfire Memorial


The Speaker - Dr. Mumata. Incredible guy.


Gig'em. Notice the juniors whooping up in the background.



Buck, Tyler, and Grant dying...kind of.




Emily pulling out with an elephant.




Elephant Walk Director - Mary Katherine.


The ridiculous cotton candy machine. Jeez. It would get on everything besides the cone.


The Alumni Center told us to make sure the elephants didn't get near the trees.
Woops.


Elephant Walk



The Quad


Some senior class council kids in fish pond.


Who knew dying could be so much fun?


Fightin' Texas Aggie Class of 2008


(pics from Rusty and John)

Rev-Rev

My favorite Reveille memory thusfar:

Walking into the Class Center and being startled by the sight of Reveille laying alone on one of our couches.
"Oh...uh...hey Rev", I said, feeling somewhat awkward. Her response was a blank stare. Then, as if expecting a verbal reply I decided to ask, "Where's Andrew or Mamma, Rev? It's not like you to be alone." Her reply? A lick of the lips as she put her head back down and fell asleep.

Amazing.