Bout to roll out.

Hey all, I'm just getting ready to drive into Burlington for the PIKE PHIsh get-together. Not really sure what to expect... but hell, that has been the case with everything in the past week. I hope my attire is acceptable... and will there be parking? Wouldn't mind getting my hands on some more weed either... that would take the edge off. Well, I'll let you know how it goes. Cheers

Starting to get the hang of this..

One week down! I have some exciting news, I feel like I have found some guys that don't mind my presence! I'll take it from the top. Tuesday and Wednesday dragged by, I made an effort to talk to new people... I even stood outside the Davis Center doors for the duration of my time between classes (4 and a half hours) just greeting people as they walked through. Most of them avoided looking at me all together, or quickly said "No thanks!" as they hurried past. I was able to corner one guy between the double doors, and I asked him how his day was, and introduced myself. He was curious as to what I was doing on campus and whether or not he should be contacting the UVM police. It was just a silly misunderstanding of course-- he was under the crazy assumption that I was a bum from downtown. Anyway, fuck that, TODAY is when I made progress in my social endeavors. I found a flyer on the way to class... it was fate. This bright yellow flyer was advertising a BBQ at the PIKE PHIsh frat house on Main Street. That hardly seems fateful, but this flyer literally told me to RUSH to this event. I followed the signs, and I have just returned home from the house.

I arrived and the guys were all playing low-key games on the lawn of the frat house...wiffle ball, badminton, beer pong, KY jelly wrestling, and something about walking like elephants that I didn't quite understand. They greeted me as "Ancient Fucking Lard Ass" and I think the name has stuck a little, but it's all in good fun. Once I got to talking with the guys, I got the impression that they find me truly interesting... and they loved the fact that my son was a teacher at UVM for some reason. Before I left around 8, one of the older brothers, AJ, said he wanted to talk to me inside. When I followed him, he pulled out a joint! I haven't smoked marijuana since the 80's! I really enjoyed it... it reminded me of my youth. Maybe this college thing isn't such a bad idea after all. I'm about to hit the sack, but the guys told me to stop by the house again this weekend. Fuck it, I've got nothing better to do.

The first day

The first day came and went. I am relieved it's over, but I can't help looking forward to returning to campus tomorrow. It had its ups and downs. I definitely stood out on campus, and even more in my classes. But I do believe I will get used to this feeling and hopefully even forget. I discovered that I absolutely love the Harris Millis dining hall. For that food alone, part of me wishes I was living on campus in dorms. Indeed, all you can eat in a cafeteria comes as such a welcome break from frozen TV dinners at home. I sat at the end of a table filled with what I assumed to be freshmen girls. I think they were a bit frightened. Whatever, I am a student now, and everyone else is going to have to get used to the occasional 63 year old bear-of-a-man taking a seat next to them. I wish to pursue friendships with my fellow students, regardless of the 45 year age gap. I am in college now, and I find the whole atmosphere to be beyond exciting and intriguing-- if Sheila could see me now! I can't wait to show up for my Philosophy class tomorrow, maybe I'll give Daniel a call, I bet he cannot wait to have his very father as a student!