6 January 2004

Things I learned at UNC last night:
While there are a lot of "open late" places to eat along franklin street, the only one that can really be counted on to deliver on that promise is Time Out. A lot of people like to do things, but only half-ass; playing poker but not for money for example, drink beer but not pay for it, there were other examples, but honestly, they escape me at the moment. It is fun to "stack-a-roo" your friends when they are passed out on the couch (read: flip second couch over on top of first). Michael Jordan doesn't do enough for UNC, he should come around once in a while and hang out, shake hands and things of that sort. Dave Matthews once played in the basement of the ATO house. The wendy's people are weird "please have your payment ready, like the tarheel offense" (i won't comment on the tarheel offense). Kevin's big brother's mom has an electron microscope at home. If you are a guy in a fraternity house and your shirt does not have a collar, you stick out like a sore thumb. If Brian, or should I say Walsh gets stabbed on the subway, he will be glad that he smoked. Also, Walsh carries a lot of cash, so getting robbed/stabbed on the subway might not be that far out of the question. Brian Hill on the other hand does not carry any cash. Your birthday lasts until you fall asleep, not until midnight. UNC-CH history majors end up living in Carboro b/c they couldn't find jobs (sorry kev). This night was obviously a learning experience, as I have left out other things that currently escape me.