Seven and James Barely Baptist Church - The Noble NoZe ...

By Bro. Fats DomiNoZe
I’m not going to mince words Sloan, I miss you. I miss your laugh, your smile, your
charming musk… but most of all I miss the undeniable inspiration you brought to us all.
Things haven’t been the same since you left. Sure, we had our differences, our tough
times, but in the end-- weren’t we all better for it? Didn’t we learn something? I know I did.
Remember the time when, on a moments notice, you and I winged on down to south
Spain for a long weekend? Those were the days. There’s something missing now that you’re
gone, some intangible excitement in the air that I can’t quite put my finger on. At least when
you were Chancellor, I could still pop in for tea and crumpets.
Maybe I grew accustomed to your face; I guess I just miss my best friend. And maybe
it’s time to move on, but let me tell you that I’m not ready. There will never be another one of
your kind. Things are boring around here with Lilley. I need an iron fist, not an oatmeal one.
The sense of adventure is gone, and the distinguishable taste of irony has fled. Sometimes I
have to remind myself that like some beautiful birds, you aren’t meant to be caged. Your feathers
were just too bright.
And just between the two of us, the faculty senate hasn’t been the same. You were the
Tom to their Jerry, or perhaps the Newman to their Jerry… I’m not quite sure. I want cages
rattled and feathers ruffled, and I can only hope that the fine folks at HBU will treat you with as
much respect as we did. I hope they welcome your vision with open arms and chocolate muffins.
If the faculty senate isn’t whining, and the regents aren’t divided, then this NoZe Brother
doesn’t sleep well.
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Point: I Miss Bobby Sloan!
Bro. Fats DomiNoZe mourns the loss of his
thumbs.
Dock’s River Front
$2.00 you-call-its on Monday
$2.50 you-call-its on Friday
Located at the corner of
I-35 and Martin Luther King Blvd.
Ph: 254.714.2993
Come to Dock’s, we have more
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