I got tricked into going on a hike today. By Carol Tran. You'll see what I mean when you see the pictures.
Perhaps I should back up. I'm in San Francisco now. Where Bo' alums apparently abound. I saw 11 tonight. We tried to sing our alma mater but petered out by the second phrase. Well, except for Lauren. She was just pretending to not know the words so as not to seem like a loser. What a loser.
At the airport security check on my way over, I was stopped because I forgot about the set of keys in my pocket. The security lady was nice, if not a little patronizing, and drawn by the shape of the rape whistle attached to my key chain. "What's this?" "Oh, just a whistle," I answered, but she held on tight to read the fading label on the campus police. "Harvard, huh?" Yeah...
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