My first college, Roanoke, were maroon and white. Their mascott was originally The Dasies but had over time evolved to The Maroons (the maroon being a fictional sort of cat that looked vaguely like a bobcat).
My second college, NYU, were violet and white. They were the Violets. In time they evolved into the Bobcats based on their library (funded by Elmer and Mamdouha Bobst)'s card catalogue which was, naturally, called the BOBCAT.
So I have attended two schools where shameful flower mascots were discarded for straw-grasping felines. It may the only two where this would be possible.
Middle school: maroon and gold
High school: red, white, and blue
College: green and gold
Grad school: crimson and white
My current school is blue and gold. The staff all wear yellow/gold shirts every Wednesdsay and spirit wear every Friday. Takes the guesswork out of picking clothes 2 days per week. Also, the school gives us spirit wear. A new shirt every year. This year's is nice. It's a black polo with our blue and gold logo on it.
High school colors were red and white mascot: Sea Hawk Somewhere in the last 35 years they have added black - I don't know why.
College was green and gold as befitting a natural resource school (go Fighting Lumberjacks!)
No colors whatsoever, but damn, I miss my high school.
damn, I miss my high school
This could not be further from how I feel about mine.
Hey, all. It's a really, really gorgeous day here; I have opened as many windows as I could. The cats are LOVING that.
Steph, Seska, thanks for the light-box info. Maybe getting one this winter would be a good move -- right now, I think I'll try to get as much sun in the morning as I can.
And...I got a brand change for my sleeping pills! Goodbye, Qualitest manufactory crap zolpidem generics! Cross-fingers for me for hopefully 6+ hours of sleep tonight!
My high school colors were blue and white; we were the Central HS Indians. Clicherama. College -- green and yellow, I think, and the Bearcats. No one really knows what a bearcat is.
I thought the morning glory seeds I planted by the front fencelet this June had died, but about 3 weeks ago, it started growing like WHOA and I have the lush, gorgeous growth of periwinkle blue morning glories covering it. Love it SO much. Next year, I'm planting it earlier, and I think I'm plant those and the deep, deep purple ones. I'll have to shoot a photo or two.
I moved during middle school. From blue and white Vikings to blue and gold Falcons.
High school was green and gold, and back to being a Viking again. I still have a stocking hat in those colors, for that once or twice every couple of years that I actually need to wear a stocking hat.
College was blue and olive green.
Law school was sky blue (detractors call it baby blue) and white.
Hey, Jilli and other steampunklians, this Sunday is Sonoma County's Handcar Regatta!
Erin, you may not have to replant your morning glories. They are super-fantastic at re-seeding themselves. It is one of the reasons morning glories are illegal in Arizona - they can take over a cotton field in no time flat.
I have to go with the traditional favorites: the Banana Slugs
My current job is the Anteaters! No clue what the colors are.
First HS: Red & White (clap:clap:: "Let's Fight!"...White & Red Clap:Clap "Knock em dead!") Ugg, why do I remember that?
Second HS: Blue & White with gold trim
Undergrad: Blue & White
Grad: Green & White
ION - apparently I turned the fire up too much on the repairs in the apartment, and now Mr. Handyman is mad at me. Whatever. I'm not your best buddy dude. I want the stuff in my apartment working, and right. If that means the screws are on you, then maybe you need to express your workload to the property management folk better. And if that means outside contractors, then so be it. Don't complain of being overworked and not wanting outside contractors taking your hours. OK? Yeah, and thanks for making me late for work. Thankfully there was nothing pressing that I had to be at work for this morning, just wanting to get in at a reasonable hour so I can leave early for date! Blargh.