I got the ultimate ego-boosting e-mail this morning from the current APO Fellowship Vice President (FVP). The FVP is in charge of all things fun within APO (a community service organization at WPI). I held the position for a short while and I’m excited to say that it seems the stories have been exaggerated into a mix of fact and myth. This was the letter I received:
hi Mike D!
So apparantly I took over your old position as FVP and you’ve become something like a legend. Mike D has become this mystical being who once brought fun to APO that has sorely been missing. If I hadn’t seen you in person I would picture you as a giant muscular man with purple hair and a yellow spandex super suit complete with red cape. You would have the power to make fun appear with the blink of an eye, only not like that girl from I Dream of Genie. It would be way cooler. Oh and you would have a green midget who followed you around and sang ballads of your tales. That’s how I would see it. But alas, I have heard tales of Iron Chef greatness, Inter-house pranking, and unmatchable MS paint presentations. Sadly, I am just too busy with MQP to come up with a rival to your Iron Chef and as for MS paint…. I rate as passable. But the real legend that has me writing to you is the infamous Wallyball. I have heard many a tale of this game, and noone really knows how it works anymore. It
has peaked my interest on my path of becoming a great FVP myself. If you happen to have a set of rules or instructions I would be forever greatful.
Seriously. that’s an awesome way to start your Friday.