I Went to College

I don’t remember, I don’t recall
I got no memory of anything at all

Yes! I went to college. I majored in . . . something. And I lived in a dorm and then . . . some other places, with some people . . .

I know I had fun. I may have learned some stuff. Or not.

Did I go to college? It’s actually kind of hard to remember. Oh, wait! I have photos to prove it. Yes! I went to college!

Of course you already know that in college I was a dumbass Hoosier, right? Here is further proof:

Please note the “Late Night Beer,” toast on a stick, and autographed Slim Whitman photo. My mullet, made even more egregious by a Mike Reno-style bandana, was in its prime during this, my first senior year.

But long before I was a dumbass Hoosier, I belonged to a top-secret, super-elite, totally made-up sorority:

Undeterred by the fact that we lived in a dorm, our floor of enterprising young women founded the Tri Fox sorority. Our logo (?) was three running foxes. Because we were foxy. We even had a song, which began “Tri Fox ladies sing this song, doo-dah, doo-dah.” I can’t remember the rest. Maybe that’s because . . .

Do you remember poppers? Of course you don’t. No one does. But this photo proves they exist. The directions said something like “Remove lid and let the fumes waft around the room.”  We were really more into snorting than wafting.

Of course, it wasn’t all poppers. There was a lot of this:

and this

And this:

All of which was usually followed by this:

Don’t be so judgmental! The partaking of such recreational substances allowed us to explore our innermost selves and engage in creative and uninhibited activities:

Little-known fact. The Rockstar Bulge . . .

. . . began with a sophomore JD.

Did you have sky-beds in your dorm? Sky-beds were like bunk-beds only they were called sky-beds. Here are my freshman toes, dangling in front of some questionable taste in music. Yes, that’s Styx and Cheap Trick. Too bad you can’t see my kickass Robert Plant poster. It’s the one where he’s holding a dove.

My roommates and I were greatly entertained by a hi-larious book called “Why a Cucumber Is Better Than a Man.” We even felt compelled to act out several of the reasons in a photo montage:

GET IT? The cucumber and I had a nice glass of wine and then we had sex.

But even a bow-tied cucumber was no match for my true college love:

Yes, this is me and Daryl Hall. What? You think it’s just me standing in front of a poster? Now who’s on poppers?

Back in those days, I could eat as much Pig Cake as I pleased:

Because apparently I had the figure (and hair) of a boy:

When we weren’t “having a ball” in our dorm . . .

. . . we ventured out to the Sugar Shack, where the highlight was being held aloft by a sweaty male stripper:

Ah, good times.

I miss college. At least, I think I do.

Eh, maybe not.

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50 Responses to “I Went to College”

  1. 1 Tracy

    We should go back to college a la Rodney Dangerfield in Back to School. That would be awesome.

    Step One: Find college with hilarious uptight dean.
    .-= Tracy´s last blog ..Here’s a little something I like to call The Elvis =-.

  2. 2 Jen

    It looks like you had as much fun as I think I did in college. How many senior years did you have?

    College…what a great way to both build and destroy brain cells.
    .-= Jen´s last blog ..How To Come Up With A Great Post When You Have Nothing =-.

  3. 3 Shannon King

    So funny! I never went to college but had some good times in my young adult life! Thanks for sharing!
    .-= Shannon King´s last blog ..A Message From Me To You =-.

  4. 4 puglette

    very fun! while i did not go to college, i did go to beauty school. and i had an apartment with two girlfriends and we had a ton of fun. and yes, i remember poppers. i never tried one, shoveling way too much white powder up my nose was my choice of heart stopping fun. but thanks for the trip down memory lane! it was fun and i am glad someone has the photos to prove it!
    hugs,
    puglette
    :o)
    .-= puglette´s last blog ..Puppy Love =-.

  5. 5 Anne

    It is too late for you to go to college so I don’t have to, I already went. I’m okay with that because I loved college. In fact, I loved it so much I went 2 more times for masters degrees.

    Looking at your photos, I don’t think I had as much fun as you did or maybe it just wasn’t immortalized. I don’t remember people ever having cameras but I do occasionally find photos of me from that time on Facebook so I guess someone had a camera somewhere.

  6. 6 April

    Wow. I wish I had gone to college now so that I could have pictures like that. Though, I still had my share of recreational substance abuse, there’s just no photographic evidence of the debauchery. It’s really a shame, isn’t it.

  7. 7 Linda

    JD, looks like some great times. Well, some of them anyway. I didn’t do the whole 4-year college thing. I did do one year at a business college – does that count? Nah, didn’t think so, you see I drove home every day after class. Glad you had all that fun for me.

  8. 8 Stephanie Barr

    Damn!

    Now you tell me.

    Maybe I went to college so you didn’t have to. I’m so dull, I remember it all.

    Even when I’d rather not.
    .-= Stephanie Barr´s last blog ..Which Is Better? =-.

  9. 9 Pricilla

    There is no goat college. Only the school of life.
    It’s full of butting and eating

    Hmm, your college was full of bad hair and drinking.
    Not so different eh?

    The publicist had a very quiet college experience – except for her one roommate who felt that she was entitled the room all the time and that abortion was a form of birth control. She was glad she was gone after one semester.
    .-= Pricilla´s last blog ..MONDAY Movies with the Happy Goats =-.

  10. 10 Christopher

    Boy, I was sweating through the pictures–I had a mustache back then.

  11. 11 seafoodpunch

    haha. i LOVE this post! and dont worry. you look awesome with a mullet! and at least you sported on during the proper decade. I had mine after a fight with a chinese hairdresser who spoke no english and she left me with a lopsided mullet. This was 5 years ago.

    Great photos. Really takes me back…i think? i dunno. BUT, i might go out and find myself a reliable cucumber now. I wonder what our kids will look like.
    .-= seafoodpunch´s last blog ..Horror Movie Diet =-.

  12. 12 Surfie

    Wow, I went to college but don’t have quite so many interesting photos to commemorate it. They’d have been pretty boring even if I did.

    I wish someone would have volunteered to pay my student loans so I didn’t have to. Thank goodness they’re gone now!
    .-= Surfie´s last blog ..The Heat Won =-.

  13. 13 babs - beetle

    I’m glad you did this for me, ’cause I didn’t do it for myself. No college in my day. I was working at 15. I did go as an adult (mature student) though, but that doesn’t count because we didn’t have any fun.

    For goodness sake, where are those worms? i best go and eat some.
    .-= babs – beetle´s last blog ..Spoilt or what? =-.

  14. 14 JD

    Tracy: I don’t even think any of us knew who our dean even was. Maybe the trick is to go to a smaller college. One where you can easily identify the dean and toilet paper his house or whatever. What’s step 2?

    Jen: There were just the two. Not counting a summer semester. Yes, it was fun. Mostly. The going-to-classes part kind of cramped my style, tho.

    Shannon King: As long as you had some good times, that’s all that matters. These important life lessons (how to use a bong, how to hold your Peppermint Schnapps, how to perform a graceful Walk of Shame) will take you farther than any English Lit. 101.

    puglette: Dang, I wish we’d known each other in college. You would’ve loved Dave the Head. He scored all my coke for me. Oops! Should I not say “coke”? Whatever. It can hardly come as a surprise.

    Anne: I’m not FB friends with too many of my college buddies, and I’m kind of hoping it’ll stay that way. There are WAY worse photos than these out there.

    April: At least you can enjoy your photos of your friends without those annoying black bars over their eyes. That really takes away from the mood.

    Linda: YES, one year at business college counts! As long as you were driving home DRUNK! (Kidding! Kids: please don’t drink and drive.)

    Stephanie Barr: Believe me, I wish I remembered more. There are seriously huge gaps. If I didn’t have these photos . . . well, let’s just say I’ve come a long way.

    Pricilla: Wait, “bad hair”? WHERE? Oh, yeah. The mullet. I had a gross roommate too, tho nothing quite as dramatic as the publicist’s situation.

    Christopher: Don’t forget the flannel shirts and short shorts!

    seafoodpunch: Aw! Your kids will be cute dill pickles with tiny mullets. I can’t wait to see the photos.

    Surfie: Yeah, I hear you on the student loan situation. It was a high price to pay for . . . well, for getting high.

    babs – beetle: Please don’t eat worms! I bet you had a WAY more productive youth than I did. Believe me, it wasn’t all fun (OK, it totally was.)

  15. 15 meleah rebeccah

    If I knew college could be that much fun, maybe I would have gone! Glad you went so I dont have to!
    .-= meleah rebeccah´s last blog ..Doing Things Differently – My Week In Review – Part Eighteen [Otherwise Known As ‘The Final Installment’ or ‘Doing Things The Same!’] =-.

  16. 16 Kathy

    It was the same for me as it was for Babs. Adult student going to college the hard way, working full-time and no fun at all! I have a sad.

    I can take the mullet. I cannot take that polka dotted clown outfit you were wearing in that one shot. Oh wait. You were drunk and they put it on you while you were unconscious, right?

    p.s. Nice RSB.
    .-= Kathy´s last blog ..For Your Outdoor-Loving Kitties =-.

  17. 17 Sheila Sultani

    I get all of my memories from pictures – I’ve got very short term memory. I guess this is good though because usually you only take pictures of the good times. What the hell was wrong with us in the 80s – that hair was CRAZY!!!

    Cucumbers – hehe!
    .-= Sheila Sultani´s last blog ..When You Feel a Little Whiny, Put Your Problems in Perspective =-.

  18. 18 Asshat

    What’s the difference between a Dumbass and an Asshat ?

  19. 19 muskrat

    Did Matthew Brady take these? Didn’t realize they had color photographs during Reconstruction!
    .-= muskrat´s last blog ..help me, andrew clark. you’re my only hope. =-.

  20. 20 babs - beetle

    LOL @ Kathy’s comment about the dress.
    .-= babs – beetle´s last blog ..Spoilt or what? =-.

  21. 21 absepa

    Wow, you were a hair chameleon! You have a completely different ‘do in every photo. None of my business, but I just can’t resist asking: In the photo of you passed out in the polka dot dress, why does the guy who was carrying you look so old? Was he a non-traditional student? I indulged in more than my share of illegal substances in my 20s, but I made sure there were no photos. My uncle was a cop, he would have killed me.

    I was too much of a slacker for college – I started out with a scholarship and high hopes, and dropped out two months later. File under Huge Life Mistake.
    .-= absepa´s last blog ..Maybe I can hire him as a bunnyguard =-.

  22. 22 Daisy's "Mom"

    I lived in the dorms at UC Davis in 1980 and 1981. It was fun! There were a few rooms with those sky-beds, mostly the rooms with engineering students who built them. Remember Larry Bud Melman? And the taste buds? Those were the days…
    .-= Daisy’s “Mom”´s last blog ..Monday Funnies! =-.

  23. 23 Ron

    Ok, listen to me….I CANNOT believe you mentioned POPPERS!!!!

    “Do you remember poppers? Of course you don’t. No one does. ”

    YES I DO!!!!!

    Come on, I grew up in the DISCO age where everyone POPPED. Especially at the gay clubs.

    And I probably shouldn’t be saying this on the Internet, but I use to do the REAL amyl-nitrate. OMG…talk about POPPING!!!!

    I only wish I knew you back then, because I have a feeling we’d be COMATOSE.

    LOVED this post! LOVED your photos! You with a vibrator….Bwhahahahahahahaaha!

    X
    .-= Ron´s last blog ..I’m a Twizzler Smuggler =-.

  24. 24 Janiss

    I skipped college for the most part, went part time briefly and opted into the real working world! I dropped out and became an assistant film editor for a while, then went into rock journalism… where I basically did all the things shown above, plus some rather more illegal substances, and actually met and interviewed Cheap Trick (was really bummed that Robin Zander apparently preferred blondes). Yep, the real working world, LOL! Well, I WAS paying rent and utilities and at least the minimum on my credit cards, and that was real enough for me.
    .-= Janiss´s last blog ..Shelter Cats Need You! =-.

  25. 25 Christopher (AKA: CaJoh)

    It’s nice here with a view of the trees… eating with our spoons, they don’t give you knives.

    I had a roommate who built a sky loft. Of course we had 12 foot ceilings in our dorm room so we could build it high enough to walk underneath. Of course he dropped out after one semester because of bad grades and sold the loft to a guy down the hall.
    .-= Christopher (AKA: CaJoh)´s last blog ..Runnin’ down the drain =-.

  26. 26 dcr

    Since when does Cheap Trick represent questionable taste in music???
    .-= dcr´s last blog ..This One Could Be About You =-.

  27. 27 Lauren

    I have nothing to say because I’m laughing so hard.
    .-= Lauren´s last blog ..BP Funded Fish Kill Habitat Opens at New Orleans Aquarium. =-.

  28. 28 Kathleen Kaufman

    I applaud how you protected the innocents in those pics with the eye hiding blocks, otherwise they might be identified in daily life and have things like ‘bulge guy I saw on JD’s blog!’ yelled at them. I certainly wouldn’t want to be known as ‘girl so drunk that she was captured on film in JD’s blog’

    For one, that nickname is really long, for another….I prefer to pretend that’s never happened to me….

    I miss college dorm life – my roomie was engaged to a soldier, and all night long she’d call him long distance and repeat his name in a little girl voice *insert horribly creepy little girl voice here* “Mr. Joey Miller….Mr and Mrs Joey Miller, Mr. Joseph Miller, Joey Miller….”

    It was even in the days before cell phones or cordless phones for that matter so I had to live with the swinging phone cord smacking me in the head while I tried to sleep.

    Then, she’d wake up at noon and eat all my pop tarts….

    Good times, good times.
    .-= Kathleen Kaufman´s last blog ..I Hate 3D: An Andy Rooney Inspired Rant =-.

  29. 29 Shaky Jake

    This was almost too splendid. Currently in my senior year of college, I almost downtrodden knowing that whatever pictures I currently have on my Facebook profile will never, ever live up to the sepia-toned collection of awesome you have just posted.

    Way to set the bar high.
    .-= Shaky Jake´s last blog ..Permanently Down the Rabbit Hole. =-.

  30. 30 cardiogirl

    Sky beds you say? In Michigan we call those lofts. And yeah, I had one my freshman year and it was shaky and I was terrified every night that I would

    1. fall out and sustain a closed head injury or

    2. bang my head on the ceiling by attempting to sit upright in bed.

    I must see the Tri Fox logo, do you still have it? And the chick in that photo, on the bottom right, second from the right, looks like Kathy Griffin with those glasses and fake nose.

  31. 31 JD

    meleah rebeccah: I’m happy to have done this for you. Like, REALLY happy. Damn. I kinda wish I could go back!

    Kathy: Uh, no. I have to accept full responsibility for the polka-dotted DRESS that was paired with a pair of (mercifully hidden) bright blue tights. And I thought I looked HAWT. Your college experience sounds so hard, but I admire the hell out of you for doing it. Do not have a sad. You should be proud.

    Sheila Sultani: Yeah, thank gawd for photos. I only wish I had more. Like maybe one of my roommates dragging me out of the dorm during a fire when I was too high on quaaludes to know what the hell was going on. Good times!

    Asshat: I don’t know. Is it a trick question?

    muskrat: Hey! Why you I oughtta . . . Anyway, I thought it was pretty obvious that I touched up the color in my bargain basement version of Photoshop. For all you know, they could’ve been in black and white.

    babs – beetle: I know. It was pretty bad. It was a mini dress with an elasticized bottom, so it looked really more like a top. I swear I thought I looked SO COOL.

    absepa: HAHAHAHAHA! Oh, man. I was so hoping someone would ask me about the “old guy.” That’s one of my best friends of all time, and believe it or not, he and I are the same age. He dyed his hair a kind of gray-silver for that party in an attempt to look “punk.” The funny thing is that his hair really looks like that now.

    Daisy’s “Mom”: Yup, I remember Larry Bud Melman (we loved him!) but not the taste buds. Hmm. Sky beds were such a big deal. YOU HAD to have them or you were lame. Actually, looking back, it would appear I was pretty lame regardless.

    Ron: I wondered to myself as I wrote this whether you would chime in on the poppers sensation! Man, we would’ve had a blast together. But yes: we’d probably be dead. But what a way to go!

    Janiss: Oh, man. I don’t think I could’ve handled real-world responsibilities while shoveling coke up my nose and mushrooms down my throat. Kudos to you. I never met Cheap Trick, but I DID get up on stage during a Dr. Bop and the Headliners show.

    Christopher (AKA: CaJoh): Ah, yes. Loved that album. 12-foot ceilings? That sounds awesome. Tho I can just imagine the damage of trying to get down in the middle of the night after a wild party.

    dcr: You’re right. I stand by my Cheap Trick AND my Styx posters. Or maybe not. I stand by the music. The posters are kind of tacky.

    Lauren: Then I’ve done my job.

    Kathleen Kaufman: Oh, man. I cannot abide a Pop Tart thief. My freshman roommate was a total loser. She actually studied and wanted some peace and quiet from time to time. I’d like to black out HER face, if you know what I mean.

    Shaky Jake: Well, things were a lot different then. We didn’t know about AIDS; also, we thought we were immortal. I guess in a way I was, because I should’ve died on SO many occasions.

    cardiogirl: If you enlarge the photo, you can see the 3 foxes on the cards being held up. They’re kind of light, tho. I wish I could remember the names of at least one of those girls. Also? The sorority was my idea. Thank you.

  32. 32 kathryn

    Oh. My. God.

    You are the scariest, spunkiest, most blatantly-pornographic person I know….and evidently, you always have been….which just shows that you’re true to your inner self, or some crap like that.

    I…I don’t know where to begin. The clothes…the hair….the penis-
    oh, my!

    Throughout this entire photo montage, I’m remarking (to no-one in particular), “And she’s wondering WHY she can’t remember this time??”

    There is nothing studious about any of these photos, my dear…which is why I shall refrain from showing them to my college-bound son.

    Hilarious…
    .-= kathryn´s last blog ..Lady MacGyver =-.

  33. 33 MomZombie

    I love the pictures. Your rock-star bulge picture reminds me of big-time trouble at a friend’s house. We did the same thing — dressed up outrageously using various pieces of ripe produce and then took pictures of each other. We were caught by her grandmother, who did not realize we were joking around, who then woke up her parents and they all made a big to-do about the whole thing. I wasn’t allowed back to her house for a while because they thought we were engaged in sexually deviant behavior. We should have wisely waited until college, like you did.
    .-= MomZombie´s last blog ..Hell on wheels =-.

  34. 34 Patricia (Huzzah!)

    Alright, I, sadly, did not see this post and went to college. J.D., we really need to have a little talk…

    1. I listen to classical music. Cheap Trick AND Styx qualify as classical music and I don’t appreciate you disparaging what you don’t understand…

    2. YOU were a dirty, dirty Hoosier? (I actually don’t care, but am required to say such things with incredulity by the terms and conditions of moving to Kentucky, statute 1.56 section B. Section A refers to the basketball taunting in which I am required to engage, but I’ll skip it and just pretend that I’m thumbing my nose at your basketball team.)

    3. The hair. Just…the hair. I think we can speak for us all when we say we’re glad you got things together in the hair department.

    Alright, now that I’ve given you a textual spanking, I’ll share a bit about my college career.

    I totally had a sky…thingie. Except it was called a loft, or, as it’s better known, a giant pain in the ass place to sleep/snog. There’s the obvious ‘alarm clock goes off and I hit my head on the ceiling,’ as well as the awkwardness that comes with ‘hey, want to come to my room and talk about Ayn Rand/f^&k? All you have to do is climb up this ladder and try not to bump your head…’ I desperately didn’t want it, but no one we called (you know, maintenance?) would come to my rescue and take the thing apart.

    We had no poppers, but don’t cry for us, Argentina, we had plenty of other fun ways to end up with vibrators in our mouths. I met a super cute paramedic when someone had to call 911 that I invited to climb my ladder for awhile. I’m amazed he said yes because at the time I’m pretty sure I had a penis drawn on my face. Perhaps because I had a penis drawn on my face?

    My roommate was from Botswana, so there were constant middle of the night phone calls. I honestly didn’t mind that, as I had some of my own, but the real issue was her moron boyfriend calling in the middle of the night from our OWN time zone. She’s also the only person I’ve personally met that hated Nelson Mandela plus the Right Rev. Tutu.

    The trouble with drunk fueled photographs these days is that the kids post their ‘not to see daylight’ pictures on their websites right away, instead of letting a little time pass. The internet is forever and ever. Which brings me to a question–how the heck did you write papers without Dr. Wik E. Pedia for guidance??

    Also, Kathleen, Kathleen, you MUST tell us, did your roomie become Mrs. Joseph Miller?

  35. 35 LJ

    I didn’t do the “further education” route after leaving high school, but strangely enough – many of your pictures could duplicate some of the silliness I got up too. Thankfully – I burned them many many many years ago.
    One other exception is I never dated a cucumber.
    .-= LJ´s last blog ..It Feels Like A Monday =-.

  36. 36 Jenn of Many Cabbages

    Well, I did GO to college, but you definitely had more fun. :)

    (And mullets)

  37. 37 Jay

    Oh, my goodness. Well, I’m just glad I never went if that’s the sort of thing that went on! I thought you went to college to LEARN! Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

    I’m SO glad someone took the pictures! LOL!
    .-= Jay´s last blog ..Captain Jack =-.

  38. 38 v

    i don’t have a comment, i just came here to bulge watch, thank you. carry on.

  39. 39 Margaret (Nanny Goats)

    OK, now that is beyond outrageous. And how do you feel about the movie The Hoosiers?

    And this killed me: “GET IT? The cucumber and I had a nice glass of wine and then we had sex.”

    With all that hoopla, I wonder how any of us managed to walk out of our universities with diplomas.
    .-= Margaret (Nanny Goats)´s last blog ..Do You Call It Soda or Pop? =-.

  40. 40 Katherine

    I had a “skybed” but we called it a loft. Lots of fun times in that thing (wink wink)! I bought a cucumber for a friend of mine that came with the whole list of why it was better than a man… those were good times!
    .-= Katherine´s last blog ..Flying Solo! =-.

  41. 41 Britt

    oohh yes! this was hilarious! the pictures were classic and i especially loved the “cucumber are better than men” section. i will definitely keep reading your blog. you are fabulous!!
    .-= Britt´s last blog ..Hot Off the Press: We’re on Facebook! =-.

  42. 42 JohnC

    Why can’t they have GOOD music…and CLEAN drugs…and SAFE people for OUR kids to go to college and be around???

    Spotted the PG lyrics and immediately knew I was gonna enjoy this post. Dang, flashback to campus times.
    .-= JohnC´s last blog ..Mashup: Lowriders, Goths, and Boy George =-.

  43. 43 JD

    kathryn: Ha! Yes, “some crap like that,” indeed. Best not to show them to your son. I wouldn’t want to get his hopes up.

    MomZombie: Oh, that’s hilarious. I love that your friend’s family thought putting bulges in your pants somehow translated to sex. Bulges aren’t deviant! They are part of nature, and should be honored. Easy for me to say. My mom hasn’t called me since reading this post.

    Patricia (Huzzah!): I’m sorry I said that about Cheap Trick and Styx. Because I really do still love both bands. I think it was the cheap posters that made me feel temporarily ashamed. And I wished my cool(er) Robert Plant poster had been displayed instead. I don’t know HOW we managed to study and write papers without even computers, for god’s sake. Kids today, blah, blah, blah. The sky beds (lofts) were definitely hazardous to one’s health. Especially after a night of drinking. I’m sure I bumped my noggin more than once . . . but I really don’t remember. I also think I probably had a penis drawn on my face at least once or twice. That sounds about right.

    Kathleen! Tell us! WHAT ABOUT MRS. JOSEPH MILLER?!

    LJ: I’m sorry to hear about your cucumberless background. They really are better than men in so many ways. But I’m happy to hear you got up to the level of silliness that required the evidence to be burned.

    Jenn of Many Cabbages: Yeah, WAY more mullets. Maybe there’s a connection between having fun and having a mullet?

    Jay: “To learn”? What is this “learn” you speak of? I do think I actually went to a class or two. At least, that’s what my years of student loan repayments tell me.

    v: Any time. We got the finest bulges here at I Do Things. But, Google searchers? NO “Al Gore bulge”! SORRY!

    Margaret (Nanny Goats): I LOVE Hoosiers. One of my favorites. (I felt I had to spell out the cucumber relationship, just in case some people didn’t quite understand.)

    Katherine: Oooh, *wink, wink* to YOU! Yes, good times. I’d probably have a brain aneurysm if I tried to drink a shot now. (But I think I’d be OK to smoke a joint. C’mon, Illinois! Legalize medical marijuana!!!)

    Britt: Thank you! Thanks for stopping by. I’m only a little sorry that you popped in on such debauchery; things around here aren’t ALWAYS so . . . cucumber-y. WELCOME!

    JohnC: Aw, YEAH! I can’t believe I came out of it alive, seeing as how there was very little that was “safe” or “clean” about our pastimes. But the music was good. I discovered Elvis Costello, the Boomtown Rats, and Blondie in college. So there was that.

  44. 44 Buggys

    Thank goodness you remembered to take photos so you could prove it to yourself later in life! Smart woman.
    .-= Buggys´s last blog ..Miss Mary Mack…Mack…Mack =-.

  45. 45 flit

    Apparently I am doing this school thing all wrong – it certainly looks like more fun your way!
    .-= flit´s last blog ..Convocation =-.

  46. 46 Kathleen Kaufman

    Oh….Mr and Mrs Joey Miller left at Christmas break to get married at the courthouse and honeymoon at the Days Inn….

    Back at the dorm, we took bets on how long the marriage would last. I bet seven months, the longest bet was two years.

    From all accounts (my source being the closely guarded mom gossip network) they lasted a little over six months, before Mrs. Joey Miller left and went home to her parents.

    Since we played by Price Is Right rules back in our dorm, I didn’t win squat, the bounty of pop tarts and ramen noodles went to the the three month bet. I still think I was robbed.

    Alack. I’m much more mature now and would never partake in such a bet, especially for pop tarts. Nobody gets my pop tarts.
    .-= Kathleen Kaufman´s last blog ..I Hate 3D: An Andy Rooney Inspired Rant =-.

  47. 47 csrbomb

    I certainly miss college, and I didn’t even get to go during the sweet mullet times.
    .-= csrbomb´s last blog ..My Manly Beard vs. Gillette =-.

  48. 48 David

    I dropped out midway through my sophomore year, so I am very glad you went so I didn’t have to. Between Robert Plant and the cucumbers, I’m sure I wouldn’t have survived.
    .-= David´s last blog ..Miscellany =-.

  49. 49 JD

    Buggys: I know! Can you imagine if these momentous events had gone undocumented?

    flit: Yeah, but you may actually be learning something!

    Kathleen Kaufman: I’m sorry you didn’t win the Pop Tarts. At least you learned your lesson. And so, I hope, did Mrs. Joey Miller.

    carbomb: They weren’t even called mullets back then!

    David: Interesting. I actually FLUNKED out at the end of my freshman year, but I begged them to let me back in if I changed my major to something more productive than vocal performance. Yeah, I was really going places with that major.

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