Naw, for me it was electromagnetic theory. I still remember trying to figure out how to calculate the strength of a signal x-miles from various shaped broadcasting antennas. I could handle nuclear physics but absolute couldn’t wrap my head around this antenna stuff. Sometimes it is something simple that just redirects our lives. The change in majors probably improved my subsequent life by two fold at least.
Slow board, so how did you get your handle?
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It's my real name. I used to be the voice of Purdue football back in the day 
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It’s just my dog’s name. She writes many of my posts as well.
From my niece as she thought Albert was Owl Bird
I really can't talk about that here. Si Boiler and my wife work in the same building!
It's my real name. I used to be the voice of Purdue football back in the day
a voice from beyond....?
Squeaky Clean refers to the fact that I'm apparently so much of a nerd / loser that not only have I never done drugs in my life, I've never even been offered drugs (either by friends or some guy at a party or some random seller on the street).
With that said, the rivals forum is the only one I use Squeak for. I usually go by Grillrat which has a better story.
Back in the early '90s, a few of the residence halls had little sports grill areas in them. One of them was in the McCutcheon Hall basement. My group of 20 or so friends all lived scattered around campus, but two or three lived in McCutchen, so we would go hang out there every night. It was a nice little area where you could get food, play cards, joke around, or even study (you could go to the back corner and it was quiet enough). In particular, a lot of us were on the fencing team and we practiced at the Co-Rec every night from 7-9 and then would hang out in the McCutchen grill till midnight or beyond.
There was some kind of fundraising drive in the McCutchen main office and they put out jars for each floor to donate to. The winning floor would get a pizza party. Most of us didn't belong to the dorm, but we still felt like being charitable (and wanted a chance to win pizza) so we asked for an additional jar to be put out for the basement floor. The secretaries were OK with it (after all, it was a charity drive). It was a "Penny Drive" where you could donate pennies to your floor for positive points or larger denomination coins to other floors for negative points. The collection went on for a few days, and on the last day, a bunch of us went over to Telhio and got about $100 worth in pennies. We thought we had it in the bag, but the secretaries, originally not thinking that we had any shot at winning, decided to intervene and started dumping any spare change they could find into our jar to send us below the 6th floor. We specifically overheard them talking about how "We can't let those rats down in the McCutchen grill win."
The name stuck, and from that day forward, we were known as the Grillrats. Sadly, we didn't win, but it was all for a good cause.
Unfortunately, they renovated that area back in the early 2000's and the grill went away (they turned it into a pure study area, I think). It was kinda sad that they killed it. Lotta good memories in there.
With that said, the rivals forum is the only one I use Squeak for. I usually go by Grillrat which has a better story.
Back in the early '90s, a few of the residence halls had little sports grill areas in them. One of them was in the McCutcheon Hall basement. My group of 20 or so friends all lived scattered around campus, but two or three lived in McCutchen, so we would go hang out there every night. It was a nice little area where you could get food, play cards, joke around, or even study (you could go to the back corner and it was quiet enough). In particular, a lot of us were on the fencing team and we practiced at the Co-Rec every night from 7-9 and then would hang out in the McCutchen grill till midnight or beyond.
There was some kind of fundraising drive in the McCutchen main office and they put out jars for each floor to donate to. The winning floor would get a pizza party. Most of us didn't belong to the dorm, but we still felt like being charitable (and wanted a chance to win pizza) so we asked for an additional jar to be put out for the basement floor. The secretaries were OK with it (after all, it was a charity drive). It was a "Penny Drive" where you could donate pennies to your floor for positive points or larger denomination coins to other floors for negative points. The collection went on for a few days, and on the last day, a bunch of us went over to Telhio and got about $100 worth in pennies. We thought we had it in the bag, but the secretaries, originally not thinking that we had any shot at winning, decided to intervene and started dumping any spare change they could find into our jar to send us below the 6th floor. We specifically overheard them talking about how "We can't let those rats down in the McCutchen grill win."
The name stuck, and from that day forward, we were known as the Grillrats. Sadly, we didn't win, but it was all for a good cause.
Unfortunately, they renovated that area back in the early 2000's and the grill went away (they turned it into a pure study area, I think). It was kinda sad that they killed it. Lotta good memories in there.
Cary had a grill. I remember scrounging loose change in my dorm room, just to have enough to go down and get a cheeseburger on a Sunday night. They were pretty good! I actually attended a fencing club meeting (first of the year) but then I pledged a fraternity and it's pretty much been down hill since then...
Would never have worked for me. I went through four years of high school and four years of college and never passed a math class. However, I put together and was chief negotiator of a $350 million business deal. Dad would have been very proud.
It's my real name. I used to be the voice of Purdue football back in the day
I knew Henry and if you claim to be him you are fibbing. He is floating on a cloud with John DeCamp, Joe McConnell, Dick Shively and Chris Schenkel and the conversation is marvelous!
When I was younger and making the handle, I had a tendency to take advantage of the alleged anonymity of the internet to be sarcastic, mean-spirited, and angry in a way that was inconsistent with who I wanted to be - especially when it came to sports.
I figured if my actual name and profession was attached to every post, that would be a powerful reminder not to go overboard.
(It's worked fairly well, though not flawlessly.)
I figured if my actual name and profession was attached to every post, that would be a powerful reminder not to go overboard.
(It's worked fairly well, though not flawlessly.)
From my Great Grandmother....
She was a salty old woman with a heart of gold.
If you ever did anything bone headed she would respond with something like "Well, what do you expect you big galoot?"
She also went off on a state trooper who had pulled over my uncle while speeding to get her to the airport on time calling the trooper a big galoot among other things. He let my uncle off with a warning, but not before letting my uncle sweat bullets over the dress down my G-Grandma gave him.
She was a salty old woman with a heart of gold.
If you ever did anything bone headed she would respond with something like "Well, what do you expect you big galoot?"
She also went off on a state trooper who had pulled over my uncle while speeding to get her to the airport on time calling the trooper a big galoot among other things. He let my uncle off with a warning, but not before letting my uncle sweat bullets over the dress down my G-Grandma gave him.
Mine was based off of Kyle Ingraham. Thought he was going to blow up
My name goes way back to when this forum was pre-rivals. Basically I shrank it from BleedingBlackandGold to realBBG (back then it was easy to create "look alike" IDs).
Then when rivals came around I ended up BBG.. don't remember why anymore
Kind of eye opening that next month it will be 18 years for this site. It sure has had it's share of drama and changes and even though I don't post a lot anymore, it's still the site I come to first.
Then when rivals came around I ended up BBG.. don't remember why anymore
Kind of eye opening that next month it will be 18 years for this site. It sure has had it's share of drama and changes and even though I don't post a lot anymore, it's still the site I come to first.
Finished many nights in the Cary Grill. Just visited my grandson in MI. He's a HS JR and just toured Purdue. Told him how Cary used to have dining rooms and TV lounges in each unit instead of going to today's food courts. Trying to convince him to Boiler Up!!!Cary had a grill. I remember scrounging loose change in my dorm room, just to have enough to go down and get a cheeseburger on a Sunday night. They were pretty good! I actually attended a fencing club meeting (first of the year) but then I pledged a fraternity and it's pretty much been down hill since then...
My name goes way back to when this forum was pre-rivals. Basically I shrank it from BleedingBlackandGold to realBBG (back then it was easy to create "look alike" IDs).
Then when rivals came around I ended up BBG.. don't remember why anymore
Kind of eye opening that next month it will be 18 years for this site. It sure has had it's share of drama and changes and even though I don't post a lot anymore, it's still the site I come to first.
I remember when OGFP seemed to be the "go to" forum, and this was perceived by some as a trash pile. OGFP has darn near died, and this has gotten much better (but, at times, is still a trash pile, depending on how infiltrated it gets from fans of other programs).
Did you later consider changing to AlligatorArms or SurprisinglySmallCatchRadius?
Liar, my Purdue alumnus says Purdue's first graduate was John Bradford Harper in 1875 with a degree in Chemistry! Be careful or Des will tell you a story about when they had classes together. All TIC, of course.
I was a banker that traveled with the team back when Fred Schaus was coach. Asst coach Joe Sexton introduced me to someone as their. Bagman. Ha I worked under Ten West
In addition to Purdue athletics, one of my passions in life is chasing bonefish in the tropics with the flyrod. It's like living in a Corona commercial with Buffett music in the background. 1 just because I think you need a number.
I lived in the middle east for about 10 years. Abu means father of. My son is Gabriel...Gabby for short. So I am Abu Gabby.
My dog no longer posts here. She does edit many of my posts.
Yeah. I have noticed an occasional jump in the quality if your work. It makes sense.
My Daughter used to watch Bob the Builder. My name is Bob so I chose Bob the Boiler. Graduated in '95. As far as the pic - I was a student during the Big Dog era. 6 of us road tripped to the Elite 8 in Knoxville where we beat Kansas and then lost to Duke (gag). I still have the (2) tickets from the Elite 8 framed with a picture of Glen holding the National Player of the Year trophy. Great memories.
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