Monthly Archives: October 2019

The homecoming crowd has already started to roll in and it’s all fun and games for them, but very busy for me. I’m not complaining, mind you, I truly love the visits. I’m just trying to stay focused. Like this … Continue reading →

I first wrote about pumpkin caroling when I ran across this charming photograph taken at Halloween in 1969: Even more charming, this year a loyal reader sent me scans of what look to be the lyrics they were singing. They’re … Continue reading →

This is the kind of thing I’d normally use as a bonus picture but I’m so baffled by it that I want to make sure everyone sees it. So I was standing here the other day, whiling away a bit … Continue reading →

Last week I posted about the all-school holiday as an effort to forestall student enforced campus lockouts after big football victories. It took little effort to dig up other examples that I already had in my laptop files. This one … Continue reading →

I can’t help but wonder how the rest of the evening went after starting off by pounding sherries for half an hour at Dean Richter’s house: Bonus: I adore this little sign. In classic Rice fashion it’s completely invisible from … Continue reading →

Yesterday’s post about the computer card set something to rattling around in my head. I’d read something (but what exactly?), somewhere (but where exactly?) that was lightly mocking the library’s computerized circulation system. Luckily, when it comes to light library … Continue reading →

First, many thanks to everyone who helped solve the mystery of when Saturday classes ended. It was indeed 1968. Second, I’m home sick today so all I have is another question. Last week a colleague in the English Department gave … Continue reading →

I spent a little time this afternoon sifting through some old Dean of Students papers, just because they were sitting on one of the book trucks in the back of the Woodson when I came in. This is one of … Continue reading →

There’s enough continuity on college campuses to make you believe that things have pretty much always been the same. But every once in a while I come across something so foreign that it implies an entirely different universe. A batch … Continue reading →

It’s from a beer-bike, and it looks like a pretty early one. I have to assume he didn’t fall because I would have heard about it.