Imagine waking up at 9:30 (Yes, 9:30 A.M.) on a sunny Spring morning, sitting up in your bed and stretching that last bit of sleep out of yourself.
You were inseparable, attached at the hip for four years. Laboring through the hallowed halls of Pittsfield High School or The Wilkshire Academy or wherever you attended, you shared it all -- assemblies, homecomings, lab periods -- the whole enchilada.
Last week when my friend Nathan asked me if I wanted to go to the Programming Board's community dinner I though to myself, "Why not?" The topic of the night, "What Does it 'Mean' to be White in a Multiracial Community" was, well, topical.
Yes, yes, please everybody sit down, class is just about ready to begin. First, I would like to welcome all of you who enrolled in my Introduction to Humor course entitled "How To Take A Joke." This fulfills the TLTS (Taking Life Too Seriously) requirement of the D-Plan.
I am amazed how the students of Dartmouth never notice the little things that go on here on this sleepy, snowy campus.