Happy Labor Day

When I was but a young Mexican, I thought Labor Day was the day we celebrated mothers and their valiant struggle to repopulate the Earth. I have now been informed that I was wrong, and that I am also an idiot.

Happy Labor Day to everybody. Let's see how people are spending it.

Cornellians are in class right now. What everybody else calls labor day, Cornell kids call "The Monday when we're in class, but everybody else has off, including the custodial staff, which means that garbage cans aren't being cleaned out, so they're full and there's no way to put your trash in there, but at least we get to be creative about garbage stacking."

Those here at BU are spending the day moving in and out of apartments because today is not only Labor Day, but Let's Start a New Lease Day! Places to avoid today include the bookstore, Comm. Ave., and Bed Bath and Beyond, where even Frank the Tank would get his ass kicked by the crazy mothers trying to find one more desk fan for their freshman daughters. This being Boston, those fans will be obsolete within the week.

Those lucky enough not to be moving today won't have a free day, however. Some people, who shall remain nameless, have to finish a project for Professor Scariest Man in the World, and also do their homework for class tomorrow, which they have neglected to even look at. Those people still don't have books, so they have to braves through the incoming hordes to go to Comm. Ave and the bookstore, in an effort to locate books probably already sold out, all while hoping that the bill for the books comes out at under a thousand freaking dollars. Those people also haven't showered, it's already noon, and, by God, they better get cracking.