This week is Grand Prix week at Purdue, which is basically a week long excuse to party and binge drink 24/7, culminating in a go-kart race. Being the defective college student that I am, I fail to see the appeal in these activities. I plan to hide in my apartment as long as possible, since I may just accidentally get drunk from stepping outside into the alcohol-infused air.
My fellow students, though, take this very seriously. Yesterday as I rode the bus to my 1 PM class, people were already outside drinking beers and partying. I guess I should be happy that it was at least after noon. Maybe I’m just secretly jealous because while they’re partying away, I was sitting in the basement of LILY learning signaling cascades associated with cancer…naahhh, what I was doing was more interesting.
The funniest part is that they’ve set up barricades all around the bars in Chauncey, narrowing the street from 3 lanes to 2:
They claim it’s because of the smoking ban, and now more people smoke outside the bars. Yeah. Totally not for the exponential increase in drunk people who like to stumble out into the road and dart in front of your car. They do this anyway, but now there’ll be ten times as many of them.
And yes, I think I’m a curmudgeonly old woman at heart. Good thing I don’t have a lawn, or I’d probably be yelling at people to get off it.