BkE Heroes in the News

This video, starring former bottom-dweller, Jared, was created by friend to Butterknife Estates, Kendra. Most of the filming was done on location at BkE, with help from Matt and Thad.



Remember to stay for the credits.

Staples? Yeah, we got that.

The lights dimmed.

The curtain raised.
Shaolin Soccer made its debut on the BkE silverscreen to the response of howling laughter. In imitation of Kung Fu master Iron Leg, Bret flew down from the top of the sofa in a flying kick. With hands raise, poised for a fight, he looked each of us in the eye. We were not laughing any more.

We waited.

He made the first move, back-tracking the way he came. In a single bound he reached the sofa's zenith and in another moment WHACK! he was on the floor. The laughter resumed.

We laugh because we love. Bret usually has comical misfortunes. He often rushes into the house exclaiming, "Thad, I fell off my bike again today!"

He hit his head pretty hard on the load-bearing beam (which has recently been dubbed "Coach's Beam") in the ceiling downstairs, and we got him up and made sure he was all right. It wasn't until minutes later that he noticed the blood.

The debate ensued: was this injury bad enough to warrant a (potentially expensive) trip to the ER? Could it wait until morning? Were his pupils always different sizes?

Did we want to go hang out in a public waiting room late into the night?
Yes we did.

Bret's bloody, stupid head.

The damage done.

Jared was worried sick. And we played Trivial Pursuit!

Coach lightens the ER waiting room atmosphere with his witty Michael Jackson impersonation.

Six staples. Count them. I dare you.

Hall of Fame

Many heroes have passed through the trials at BkE and we, the current residents of the Butterknife Estates, want to honor those privileged few who have passed through fire, flame and slum-lordships. After all, a house isn't a home until there are some family pictures, and we are all family!(and not just in the literal sense for some of us)

So calling all heroes, from the legend days of the BkE up to the present, we need your picture! It will be placed on the wall in the bare space above the stairs where all visitors can look in awe to those who were once among us. You have already passed past your residency here but your memory will always linger when your Kodachrome, Photogravure or Daguerreotype graces our space above the stairs.

Pies and Pumpkins...and wassail!

In an excellent move for the good of all friends of Butterknife Estates, the residents moved quickly to host a new annual tradition. And that was a Halloween party. With so many activities, foods, sweets and good times, how could anyone say no?A game of curses broke out. Nothing like seeing Jared swat at flies while Matt barks and scratches himself.


Thad was inspired by "Pushing Daisies" and made one apple pie and one cherry pie. Jared put together a number of homemade pizzas, Bret made cake and Kendra brewed wassail.
A tournament of Smash Bros. was also hosted and then a MarioKart bonanza.

Deep Fat Fried Friday Anyday!

Legend has it that the heroes of Butterknife Estates once acquired a deep fat fryer and spent evenings frying up whatever could be put into hot oil. That regular tradition has since fallen into ruin, but occasionally, that oil is heated once again to prepare such wonderful dishes as fried onions, potatoes, cheese, snickers and Twinkies.

While I have never prepared a Twinkie quite at good looking as the one pictured, they are quite tasty and rich. You too can participate in a deep fat fried Friday. Bring your random food items and we'll see to it they become a deep fried delicacy any day!

BkE Heroes in the News

Former Butterknife Estates bottom-dweller, Brandon "Coach" Forster recently made news in the Statesman for his ice-resurfacing skills.
Previous to this late-breaking scoop by the intrepid staff of the university publication, Forster had already been spotted at a hockey game driving the Zamboni by his former slum-lord, Thad Gillespie. "When he passed by the first time, I tried to yell at him to get his attention," Gillespie explained, "but I guess he didn't hear me, since the rest of the crowd was doing the same thing."

It was then that Gillespie was struck with the idea to place a phone call to Forster in hopes that he could explain the situation across cellular telephone. "I could tell it was working, because he reached into his pocket and pulled something out. I expected him to answer it, but he just put it back in in his pocket." Gillespie said, "but he did look up to the student section right away with a smile and a wave."

Forster was not worried that his secret Zamboni job has gone public. "It might mess up my driving a little if fans start chanting my name now, but I'll get used to it," Forster reported.

Cupolas Away!

The residents of Butterknife Estates, being Aggies, engineers and having a cupola on top of the garage, decided it was best to light it up with an A much like Old Main. Well, that's the plan anyway. It has been mentioned for a least a year now and it is high time, now that we have this blog, that we did something about it! Rope lights seem the way to go but we just need to find some, preferably in the not-online shopping area. That way we don't pay for shipping. The best deals are the 150 foot rolls but that seems a bit excessive. Only 11 feet is needed for one side of the cupola.

So help out today and save Thad from the raging disease, normalicy, the horror of living in a house with no peculiar landmark! We appreciate all donations toward the surround-sound-systemia research fund and the wiirryhea cure foundation (a condition wherein one suffers from poor hand-eye coordination and spoons inevitably end up in eyes). Your help can free Thad from these crippling disorders and so many others at Butterknife Estates.