Ha! NOW I remember what I was going to blog about yesterday...
So I was walking to the English building yesterday afternoon (like I do,) and I noticed that on one of the lawns a whole bunch of undergrady types wearing blue shirts were building some sort of...pile. And there was a stage set up kind of next to it. And I thought "hmm."
And not like I'm *totally* invested in the whole...school spirit rivalry...thing...down here but...damn. In the three minutes it took me to completely traverse this lawn (because it really isn't very big) I thought "oh, this must be their bonfire." And then, looking at the pile of wooden crates: "You call THAT a bonfire pit?! ppsssssht!" Various snickering ensued. Because you see, at Berkeley (which must be said with a "summers in the Hamptons" accent, and a snobbish dismissive wave of the hand..) we built a big effing fire IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GREEK THEATRE. Which seats upwards of 10,000 people. And this fire is characteristically started when a short pyrotechnics display ignites a MOUNTAIN of dry lumber, usually including an effigy of the Stanford Tree, or at the very least a big red S. And then these 10,000 people stand around and chant at each other and yell and revel in more than a century of Cal Football tradition that, all in all, catapults them into a frenzy that lasts until they kick ass the next day.
And you just can't do that on a lawn.
Go bears!
So I was walking to the English building yesterday afternoon (like I do,) and I noticed that on one of the lawns a whole bunch of undergrady types wearing blue shirts were building some sort of...pile. And there was a stage set up kind of next to it. And I thought "hmm."
And not like I'm *totally* invested in the whole...school spirit rivalry...thing...down here but...damn. In the three minutes it took me to completely traverse this lawn (because it really isn't very big) I thought "oh, this must be their bonfire." And then, looking at the pile of wooden crates: "You call THAT a bonfire pit?! ppsssssht!" Various snickering ensued. Because you see, at Berkeley (which must be said with a "summers in the Hamptons" accent, and a snobbish dismissive wave of the hand..) we built a big effing fire IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GREEK THEATRE. Which seats upwards of 10,000 people. And this fire is characteristically started when a short pyrotechnics display ignites a MOUNTAIN of dry lumber, usually including an effigy of the Stanford Tree, or at the very least a big red S. And then these 10,000 people stand around and chant at each other and yell and revel in more than a century of Cal Football tradition that, all in all, catapults them into a frenzy that lasts until they kick ass the next day.
And you just can't do that on a lawn.
Go bears!
