My dearest BUSTAAs,
Way back in the year 2011, when I was still wet behind the ears from 4 glorious years in the washing machine that is Bucknell University Ski Team, Patty Murphy and I hatched the idea of BUSTAA during a long, hungover drive back from a trip to Montucky. With the innocence of youth and a throbbing headache, we envisioned an organization that connected undergraduates with job opportunities, perpetuated time-honored traditions, made philanthropic donations to worthy causes, and partied our frosty tits off.
As sometimes happens in the course of life, ideas evolve (devolve?) over time and we basically just accomplished the last piece... for seven straight years. Thousands of Natural Lights have been consumed, dozens of pork butts have been roasted, hundreds of dance parties have taken place and been forgotten, and against all odds, no accidental ski team babies have been birthed.
In discussing it with a few of the staunch, handsome organizers of years past, there is some question about what the future of BUSTAA should look like. Should we let BUSTAA lie fallow for a year? Should we continue with a repeat Bear Trap no-pants-danceoff this year? Should we transition this organization to a higher purpose (besides body shots and strike outs)? As we are a democratic, authoritarian oligarchy, we decided we ought to get input from the broader group before moving forward.
If you have an opinion,
fill out this survey. I'll get answers back to the gang with a path forward late next week.
I hope you have a fluffy, pow-filled weekend,
Cap'n Dwayne