I read a lot of "stuff" on the new job, one of which is TIME magazine (hey, they mention books). Imagine my surprise when my alma mater was mentioned in a story about colleges now teaching classes on porn. Yeah, porn.
I used to be drinking buddies with a group of guys who were infinitely qualified to teach this class. I can't help but think that they are all feeling supremely gratified, wherever they may be. Drink up fellas! I'd so be buying the next round, assuming we were all still living in the same neighborhood.
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Hey Wendy, this may be off topic, but The Yankee's Won Last Night. ;P
Yeah, they beat the hell out of the A's. This does not bode well. I need to get more voodoo dolls.
And the Tigers won - but we played the crappy Royals, so I'm not sure that counts.....
A couple of weeks after I was accepted to Wesleyan, it was in the news for having a class on porn. Can't tell you how much of a selling point that was for my mom. That and the naked dorm...
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