Keith was a member of IEEE (Institute for Electrical and Electronic Engineers). Monthly, they would host a meeting on campus and provide pizza. So, monthly, I would go on campus with Keith, listen to the information, and eat some free pizza. I actually learned quite a bit!
Our other date was during one of Keith's classes at school. For one of his requirements, he took a theater class . . . basically, it was a movie class. Weekly, they watched a movie. On those days I would go to class with him. Texas Tech had an awesome facility with stadium seating. We would bring snacks and a drinks. We always saw great movies, too!
Very pathetic . . . I know, but they're great and funny memories to us.
I wasn't the only one tagging along; Keith used to go to class with his friend David in a programming class. He wouldn't go for free food or a movie, but due to his curiosity and sense of boredom. The professor was a first-year and excited to have completed his first year of teaching. He asked for all of the students to take a picture with him. Somewhere out there a professor has a picture of his first class with Keith in it.
Since we're talking about odd ball things, I figure you'd like to hear about my first car:
(I don't have an actual picture, but this gives you the general idea)
Meet, the "Medallion." It was an '89 Eagle Medallion, a French car. These are no longer made. It didn't have much miles, but it drove like it did. It would overheat after four miles and it only lasted that long if you left the heater blowing. It only had one setting . . . high. So, my summers were interesting. A hundred degree weather with a heater blowing on your face and feet made for one sweaty person.
The seat belt would lock in place. You seriously could not budge. It was one of the seat belts that would lock in place when you started the car. So, unbuckling was not a great option. You might not be able to buckle it back together.
Once, my car battery died and EVERYTHING electrical died. I had to call Keith to pick me up from work, because my defroster was not working. Keith thought I was joking and brought a candle to appease me. A candle? Once he inspected it, he realized there was chance it was going to work. So, he had to drive my car home carrying a candle so he could see out of the window. Ridiculous. A few weeks later, the battery died, again, and it fixed itself.
I could go on and on with stories! As much as we joke about the car, it was a great first car. It saw its fair share of fender benders.
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