i miss college from time to time...then i go back to visit fraternity brothers, and get the realization that i'm too old for it anymore...
but the memories...some i was 3 sheets to the wind, and some i was completely sober.
when i was a freshman, most of my friends were girls...so every friday evening, we'd play drinking golden girls...kill a 6 pack in about an hour and go the dining hall...made for some interesting dinners...including the time i got tossed for doing a striptease on a table...but starting that early gave you time to nap after dinner and party til dawn...
i was fortunate to help start a fraternity on my campus, and we threw some crazy parties...the things you can get girls to do for free beer...it's beyond me. the best parties we had were thrown at a brother's house...who happened to live out on a farm about 35 minutes away from campus...in the middle of nowhere. we truck up hundreds of people and party...it was great because there were no cops, and the nearest house was at the entrance to his driveway...a mile away.
my junior and senior year, i lived in the apartment dorms on campus...3 floors, with a balcony across the 2nd floor (
You can kinda see it here)...i happened to live on the 2nd floor both years, so on nice days, we'd drag couches out and drink. I remember one Wednesday afternoon...classes over at 12, no class til 12 the next day...so a buddy of mine and i each got a 12 pack of corona and split a bottle of bacardi limon...putting shots of limon in the corona....needless to say we got trashed drinking outside watching all the T&A go by...has a fraternity's interest meeting that i was supposed to run that night (i had already called someone else to run it for me)...got 4 or 5 guys to follow me to the meeting because i was being quite loud on my walk across campus...got back to have my last corona, and proceeded to drop the whole beer in my lap...
one of my inventions was Import Night...instead of getting the most cheap beer you could find, you did the opposite...find a bit of more expensive beer and instead of getting trashed, you had a good time. Each Thursday night, we'd pick a different country to drink from...which evolved into Theme Night, where in each Thursday night, you had either a luau, "black light blues night", mariachi night, lederhosen night, canuck night (mostly hockey jerseys and people dressed like bob and doug mckenzie), pyjama jammy jam (no one was allowed in if they were in pjs...)
and i definitely had nights praying to the porcelain gods, where you sleep with one foot on the floor to keep the room from spinning...when i turned 21, the bar across the street from campus had $1 import bottles on Tuesday nights...first time i went, i spent like 15 bucks and stumbled back across the street...missed class the next day because i slept right thru them...
the greatest invention...what we affectionately called the drunk bus...Salisbury had a SafeRide program, where you called the hotline from anywhere in Salisbury, and they would send a van to pick you up and bring you back to campus...if you knew the driver, you could convince him to drop you off at a better party, then swing back before they closed to pick you up...