I have neglected to do this all day, so I'd like to take this opportunity to wish everyone a Happy Slope Day.
For those who do not know what Slope Day is, the tags at the end of this post serve as a dictionary definition.
Ah, the good old days when the end of classes meant a party big enough for Snoop and his green shoes to be invited. Whereas in college we celebrated the last day of classes by waking up at 8 and drinking tequila mixed with orange juice, now we celebrate by thanking our luck stars we no longer have to waste time in class and can outline all day.
(Sigh)
In any case, I hope those lucky enough to be able to enjoy passing out on the Slope had a terrific day and are emerging from a mid-afternoon nap in order to have at round two this evening.
I hope they did this even though the entire Cornell community, even alums, got an email yesterday with the subject "Urgent: Slope Day" subject. For the second, I thought the powers that be had done the unimaginable and canceled it. But no, it was merely a buzzkill email, asking attendees to be wary of the Mexipig flu, thunderstorms, alcohol poisoning, and to "do all you can to avoid contact with others' mouth and nose secretions."
So, Cornellians, try not to hook up and/or inhale each other's nose secretions. Do it for the children.
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