The other day, I overheard a kid say "I actually go to school in Maine" and I must admit, my heart stopped a little when he said that. Then he revealed that he goes to UNE and I lost all interest in the conversation. One awesome thing about having a fellow Bo' alum in the office is that, though we didn't hang out for 4 years, we have automatic common ground. And I can continue learning exciting Bo' tidbits. Like how the school claims it was established in 1794 but classes didn't actually start until 1802. Life was pretty easy for the first few classes, I guess. The official explanation was that they spent all that time constructing the school. Now, this sounds like a perfectly reasonable explanation until you consider the fact that "the school" was just one building, Mass Hall. And as far as the architecture of the time goes, Mass Hall was neither exceptionally intricate or that well designed. Which means that the Bo's governing bodies were overpaid slackers from the very start. It's good to know that I at least have some constants to rely on.
In other news, I watched a reality show tonight in which a former anthropologist decided that anthropology was not the most useful field in life and took up specialty hula hooping instead. He then attempted to hula hoop a 50-pound tire for 45 seconds. He failed. Yet I'm almost tempted to follow in his footsteps. He's at least got a point about the social sciences.
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