I like rolller coasters.

I also love roller coasters.

No, Typo, I adore them.

At least I think I do. I used to adore them. Except now that I can't even read in the car without getting vomitous, I doubt my ability to tolerate them anymore.

And I don't know if he's around to confirm it, but IIRC from things that both he and Pix have said, ND is a serious rollercoaster connoisseur.

And now, the Department of Random, brought to you by Cheesy Poofs and martinis:

A fit of wild aimless Googling (looking up info on the shockingly shocking and improper private life of Margaret Wise Brown, author of Goodnight Moon among hundreds of others, whose birthday is 16 days from now) has led me to decide what college Matilda is going to.

Hollins University. Definitely Hollins.

One of the first women's colleges in the US, one of the first writer-in-residence programs in the US, alumnae include Brown and Annie Dillard and Dorothea Dix and Sally Mann and (from the coed creative writing MA program) Madison Smartt Bell. And apparently they have the best traditional campus holiday in the country, if not the continent, if not the planet:

Tinker Day, observed since the 1880s, occurs in October. It became an official holiday in 1895.[5] The surprise element, which was introduced in 1899, adds to the excitement of the day. Students are awoken at dawn by seniors, who bang pots and pans in their decorated graduation robes to celebrate the event. After the president's official declaration, classes are canceled and students gather to eat Krispy Kreme doughnuts before hiking Tinker Mountain in zany costumes with the faculty and staff. At the top of the mountain, students sing songs and perform skits before enjoying a traditional picnic of fried chicken and Tinker Cake [which apparently is a kind of Welsh apple fritter. I don't even eat meat, butfried chicken and apple fritters on a mountaintop in costume with your professors with skits and songs and pots and pans? Oh, Matilda is going there. Period.].

End Department of Random.

That whole trip up the mountain thing sounds like something that happens at a few other women's colleges I know of...vaguely familiar...

My women's dorm in college had a tradition of waking up everyone at some ungodly hour during Serendipity week, with banging pots and hollering, followed by breakfast downstairs in our caf (our 50ish person dorm had its own caf and cook.) I wake/dreamed my labmate's great dane was defending me from rapist-murdering intruders and managed to sleep through it. Though I nearly hit people the next morning when I found out. Nasty dreams. The second year I lived there, I slept elsewhere that night.

I the only Buffista who loves roller coasters

You skimmed?

Yes.

Timelies all!

Happy Birthday GC!

Am in NY, in a hotel that overlooks a construction site.(where construction is going on at this moment.) Whee.

Roller coasters are right up there with needles for me.

I can see people enjoying them, but my brain can't comprehend how or why.

Bonny - I must have skimmed - how did the donation attempt go?