Blues Pub is like this hidden McGill gem I discovered in third year. Every Friday, from 4 to 9, the McGill engineering students gather in the engineering common room, which is turned into a bar for the night. Every week, a different club or committee is in charge, and so they run the event and pick a theme. I've been to a LOT of Blues Pub. Jungle Fever, Jersey Shore, Tight & Bright, Slutty St. Patty's, Stoplight, Apocalypse (last BP of the semester every semester), Breast Cancer, and Disco are some of the themes I remember.
Originally, I thought, I'm gonna attend ALL THE BLUES PUBS this year. So I began my quest with Hawaii-Five-0 Blues Pub in September. But you see, my problem is I'll have a great time, but then I leave and it's 8 or 9pm and THEN WHAT? So I had a better idea. I'm gonna throw my own Blues Pub. Well not reallllly my own, but our own (that would be with my committee, POWE).
We missed the deadline to apply for one first semester. So when the application for second semester came out in December, we were ALL. OVER. THAT. I feel like that application was better than a lot of work I've handed in throughout my degree. That's how much we pimped it up.
After the holidays, we found out that we got it! Twas set for April 6th. After some pats on the back, we went about our daily routines, since it was so far away.
THEN. DISASTER STRUCK. Turns out April 6th = Good Friday, so the school would be closed, so no liquor license, so no BP! OH NO.
We had no choice. Our backs were against the wall. Many worried our only option was a bad one. As everyone shook their heads and gave us disappointed looks, we shook hands with the guy in charge, and decided it would be on THE THURSDAY.
A Thursday Blues Pub. Never seen one in the 3 years I've spent in that room. It was unheard of. It would break all rules and logic and elevate BP to a whole new dimension. It was kinda Amargeddon up in here.
So we planned a fantastic Blues Pub, with the theme of a murder mystery. It was pretty cute (in a manly engineering way), we had the killers be departments, and the weapons related to departments (like acid for chem or electrocution for electrical)... So cute. My favorite: the civil weapon was a falling concrete slab from an overpass.
I think this game of Clue is only valid in the province of Quebec.
So anyways the night came and went. And it was fantastic! We had a good turnout (shoutout to the arts kids who obviously realized this was the place to be instead of the Arts version of BP), we sold like a zillion cupcakes (we are a girly organization after all), and we made a good enough profit to use as the first ever POWE Leadership Award, awarded to this kickass girl in engineering who is basically superwoman in terms of involvement.
All in all, totally amazing.
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