Oh, no, oh, no! Spontaneous poetic exclamations. Lord, spare me college boys in love.

Dr. Walsh ,'Potential'


Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Ginger - Jan 07, 2011 2:51:49 am PST #15282 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Eureka! I think otaheite apples are the fruit I fell in love with when we went to Jamaica when I was about 14. Boys were selling them by the side of the road and I kept getting my father to stop so I could have another one.

From memory:

On the city's western border
Reared against the sky
Proudly stands our alma mater
As the years roll by.
Forward ever be our watchword.
Conquer and prevail!
Hail to thee, our alma mater
Vanderbilt all hail!

Of course, it's no longer on the city's western border, but it was in 1873.


Jesse - Jan 07, 2011 3:02:50 am PST #15283 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Happy birthday, MM!

I would have thought I knew my alma mater, but no. It is none of the regularly-sung songs.


Sue - Jan 07, 2011 3:23:42 am PST #15284 of 30001
hip deep in pie

You Americans have weird traditions. My school had no song. (If it did, it would have been some plainsong Latin thing -lots of High Anglican wooo going on there.)


brenda m - Jan 07, 2011 3:24:10 am PST #15285 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

I'm waiting for ita to come and tell me if we had one.


Sue - Jan 07, 2011 3:27:05 am PST #15286 of 30001
hip deep in pie

Wikipedia says there are several McGill songs: [link]

Clips here: [link]


Hil R. - Jan 07, 2011 3:40:34 am PST #15287 of 30001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

IIRC, mine was,

A one! A two!
A helluva Hullabaloo!
A hullabaloo ray ray
A hullabaloo ray ray
Hooray! Hooray!
Rah rah tee-ay!
Tulane!


erikaj - Jan 07, 2011 3:49:07 am PST #15288 of 30001
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-

No idea. And ASU is so rah-rah and Mike Love that that must have taken some conscious screening. I can say that "Community" is more accurate than one might think possible, so: Go Human Beings!


msbelle - Jan 07, 2011 4:04:47 am PST #15289 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

oh hai garbage truk man. do u like mai flanel pjs and pink fuzy slippers? thx for takin mai trash even tho u'd gone by mai house and I had to run acros mai yard.

again, you all wish you were my neighbors. polka-dotted flannel pj bottoms, collegiate sweatshirt, pink fuzzy slippers, and because I had just been in the car dropping of mac, a pink bluetooth earpiece.


tommyrot - Jan 07, 2011 4:14:51 am PST #15290 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Harpo Marx's letterhead


Sophia Brooks - Jan 07, 2011 4:22:40 am PST #15291 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

I do not remember my college alma mater, but I do remember the one from my grammer-high school. Possibly because it was silly and catchy:

Dear Livonia, Dear Livonia
Dear Livonia, bless her name
Whether in defeat or victory,
We are loyal, just the same
And we'll sing to
Dear Livonia
'tis for her we fight for fame!
And we'll shout her praises loud in every land!
Dear Livonia, bless her name!

This just seems so over the top for a country school with less than 100 people per graduating class.