Yikes, bon. Yikes, ita, too. Ugh.
I think my dopiest college class was some kind of math class for people who hated math. It was pretty sad. The Astronomy class I took was popular with the jocks, and it wasn't hard, but the prof this insane Irish genius. I'm told he opened his published papers with an invocation to the muses. He was wonderful. I think he taught that class as a lark because he also taught, y'know, actual physics-for-physicists. Actually..
Yay, I still have the final exam. We had to pick 4 of the options to do, but there's "name 30 stars and describe essential features of at least 5" and another fairly factual one about galactic features. And then there's one where you write an essay about whether evidence of alien life would cause a governmental collapse, and one asking why isn't astronomy seen as more important. And everyone had to answer the last question because he spent a whole class on that story.
I also wrote a paper for that class about how Merlin was probably an alien, and the "grail" was a transmitter he'd lost or something.