I've been doing a lot of skipping, so this may have been posted, but Virginia's song is "The Good Ole Song", sung to the tune of Auld Lang Syne, after the team scores.
That good old song
of Wa-hoo-wah
We'll sing it o'er and o'er
It cheers our hearts
and warms our blood
To hear them shout and roar
We come from old Virginia
Where all is bright and gay*
Let's all join hands
and give a yell
For dear old UVA
(at a rapid chant)
Wa-hoo-wa! Wa-hoo-wa!
Uni-V, Virginia!
Whoo-are-ay! Whoo-are-ay!
Hey! Hey! UVA!!
*In the past, many idiots would shout "not gay!" at this point (and which point, I would yell back "homophobic bastards"), but I was pleased to see that there was very little of that the last time I was at a game this year.
I still have to have checks for my rent,
I use my bank's online payment thingie, and they mail a check to my landlord.
My (and Plei's) Alma Mater may have the nation's worst school song:
No, that song is awesome!
That's true! That's how I do it. But I need a check right now so I can join the Philadelphia library. But I don't think I have any non-business checks. So I'm going to have to go to a place and talk to a person and get a money order. This is interfering with my no people, plan, people! But I guess if it gets me free library ebooks I am okay with that.
ION, Bangable Dudes in History, Rated in Pie Charts
The actual site: [link] (subtitled "Dead man porn for your still-beating heart.")
I have one bill a month that I have to pay by mail with a check and it is a hassle remembering where the stamps are. Oh, hey, keeping them in the checkbook would be super sensible, wouldn't it?
And now I have accomplished something of lasting value today.
I looked up my alma mater and it's pretty lame, but I'm reasonably sure most Americans would at least recognize the tune of our fight song: "On, Wisconsin."
My high school used On Wisconsin. I played in the marching band and could possible still play that song.
My college, which everyone learned at orientation and we actually sang at chapel with some frequency:
OBU all hail thy name! Sons and daughters honor thee;
May thy standard green and gold Lead eternally.
Proudly stand on Bison Hill 'Neath the wind-swept sky;
Alma Mater we will praise thee As the years go by.
When the shades of evening fall,
Through the hush of fading day,
Silent voices praise thy name, Hearts look up to pray.
May thy spirit guide thy sons, Keep thy daughters true,
Loyal to our Alma Mater, God bless OBU.
My favorite thing from undergrad was this weird chant that we did at games:
Ka-rip Ka-rap Ka-riplo typlo tap
Oh! Oh! Rincto lincto hio-totimus
Hopula scipula copula gotimus
Chink-to-lack Chink-to-lee
Ka-willa, Ka-walla, Ka Victory
Oh! Oh! Hoogula choogula choogula can.
Ragula tagula melican man
Let'er go rip, let'er go ruse
Tingula Tangula, turn'em a-loose
Zip! Bang! OBU!
ION, it's Friday!!!!!!! And I only have one more class to teach!!
The first leg of my flight's delayed, and now I have a 12 minute layover at JFK.
I don't think this can end well.
No one ever taught me to write cheques (just like no one ever told you how to spell them, heathens), so this is all new to me.
No one ever taught me to write cheques (just like no one ever told you how to spell them, heathens), so this is all new to me.
I've had travelers cheques! Otherwise, I just use checks.
My sister's boyfriend, who talks about virtually nothing but sports and goes to every one of his school's games, spent one lunchtime (in public) singing his school's fight song or whatever at us. I was mortified. He would not shut up. The song included a lot of nonsense syllables, which he said was the point. I guess they're usually drunk when they sing it.
