In a month I'll be with these people:
wearing this shirt:
watching these guys:
Some take spring break trips to Florida or Mexico.
I prefer to go back to my old stomping grounds--my Alma matter--and pretend for just 24 hours or so that I'm young, in college, and enjoying a hockey game with friends.
Granted, when I was young and in college, I was sneaking into frat houses and drinking cheap beer out of red keg cups.
(I make no guarantees about the frat houses this time around)
(though, the last time I was in a frat house, I passed out in the men's bathroom, while on the toilet doing my business after drinking WAY too much trash can punch)
I've turned on the comments. Not because I need affirmation that passing out in the opposite gender's bathroom is a common occurrence in college, but because I want to try and see if I'm pas the "stalk my own comments" phase. We'll give it a go.....
Photos courtsey of google images. Except the first two. Those are mine.