Skidmore Visit

Hey everyone,

I visited Skidmore this weekend, so I thought I'd relay my experiences to you in written form.

My decision to go was pretty spontaneous. I was toying with the idea all week, but figured that it would pewter out once graduate school crushed my soul (which usually happens around Thursdays at 2:00 PM). However, at 4:00 on Friday, I looked at my schedule and realized that my weekend was pretty free. Thus I ran home, packed my bags, and drove off into the distance.

I arrived at Skidmore just in time for the 100 days dance. If you remember from last year, that was the dance at the Saratoga Hotel. If I can recall, it was alright but nothing too special when we went. This year however, it was awesome. They moved it to a bigger room and had live music. I also got to see a ton of people I wouldn't have at a typical house party. The only problem was that I sobered up about halfway through and, with drinks being outrageously expensive, could not muster the willpower to reinebriate myself. Nevertheless, an excellent time was had by all.

After the dance, we went to the bars which was only alright. Pretty crowded for the most part and quite cold. We stayed out until 3:00 AM at any rate although we had been trying to get a cab since 2:30. Once we actually found a taxi, we all piled in except for Dave Steinberger who was nowhere to be found. We then experienced a horror movie moment in which a group of college students surrounded our van and slowly lurched towards us. Their gait was sluggish and awkward on account of drunkeness, sub-zero temperatures, and high heels, but the desperate look in their eyes inspired a wave of cold dread deep in the pit of my stomach. Eventually Dave showed up out of nowhere and we shouted for him to hurry. He was the last to board the taxi which already contained 13 people. I can only assume that the people we left behind are dead.

After sleeping on the couch, I woke up the next day feeling refreshed and energized. At least as refreshed and energized as one can feel while slightly hungover after sleeping on a couch. In other words, I felt kind of crappy. Nevertheless, I had a good day. It was chowder fest which was kind of cool, and I got to revisit all the buildings. That night I just hung out with some friends and had a few beers. I did sleep on a bed this night, but ironically, it was more restless than the previous night. I was sleeping in a girl's room who was unaware that I was sleeping in her room (or who I was for that matter). No one knew if she was coming back that night either.

At any rate, I made it though the night undiscovered. I spent the morning saying goodbye to everyone and drove back home, stopping for a few hours in syracuse to see Leah.

Well that was long winded. Sorry if I was boring. I guess the reason I'm telling you all this is because I had a revelation at Skidmore. For the past nine months or so since I graduated, I've been nostalgic for my college days. I was hoping that this trip would give me one last taste of that sweet sweet fruit that was Skidmore. In a sense it did, but something was missing. It was missing all of the seniors that graduated with me, especially the people in this blog. Even though I had fun, I realized that I would trade my entire weekend for a few hours with you guys. Then I realized that Cornell was actually pretty fun. If i had been here this weekend, I would have played edwards 40 hands while watching donnie darko. So after this weekend, I think I'll miss Skidmore a lot less. Now I'm looking foward to enjoying Cornell and hopefully seeing you guys soon. I'm banking on a full reunion on memorial day weekend at Lizzie's.

Thats all for now. I hope everyone is doing well.

Tony

PS: Excellent job with the updating recently. Lets keep it up. I don't want to have to go Christian Bale on anyone (I wonder of anyone got that reference).