It's coming...

So, Dollie Day is almost here. Maybe you're thinking, "So what?" Maybe you're thinking, "What the hell are dollies?" Maybe you're thinking, "Where the hell am I, and why am I missing a shoe and covered in mud?" I can answer the first two for you, but I'm clueless as to the last one (though the answer is no doubt hilarious).

To put it succinctly, the dollies are the band's beautiful 5-woman dance-team/ninja-strikeforce/crime-fighting-league/best-friends-forever. They've got hearts of gold and fingernails that shine like justice. Here's a picture (by veteran band photographer Al ponce) of them in action.
As you can see, they're lifting off for their traditional pre-football-game-flight-around-campus (bet you didn't know they could fly). Anyway, the dollies are awesome and we love them. Unfortunately, the fairy godmother who grants them their powers only allows them a one-year term. We tried arguing with her about this, but we quickly learned that it's a bad idea to fight with a creature who can summon an army of animated pumpkins and who wields frightening powers of transmogrification.

That brings us to Dollie Day. Dollie Day is the annual celebration wherein we choose new dollies for the next year. There is much cavorting, some caloohing and calaying, a bit of dancing, and a brutal Mortal-Kombat-esque fight-to-the-death tournament that yields 5 survivors to be awarded the title of dollie. I won't spoil all the details for you, as there is sure to be some exciting blog action soon (maybe even live-blogging?) covering the events of Dollie Day.

-Aaron