It’s Spring Break! “Hello, may I buy you a beer?” “What’s your major?” “Are you ready to get jiggy?” “Wait, wait—officer—I was only making conversation!”

Boys and girls, it’s Spring Break! What better way to experience it then by watching, Beach Party, 1963, with Annette Funicello, Frankie Avalon and Robert Cummings. It’s about a young anthropologist studying the sex habits of young people. Goodness, what you can do with a college education! I am totally ready for Spring Break. It’s been a tough semester so far, but I am weathering it and ready to live the Annette and Frankie Spring Break dream.

My plan is to hitchhike to Fort Lauderdale holding a sign (SPRING BREAK OR BUST, DADDY-O) and let the good times roll. I’ve got a totally perfect fake ID which says I’m only 43. I’m pretty certain the kids are going to totally dig me. I’m bringing tons of incense, Donovan albums and s’mores. I plan on swinging all night long, Daddy-O. 

A brief recap on classes: Hindu Nationalism is going well (great class), however, totally messed up an Ancient Greece class. In a definition of words on the midterm, I mistakenly referred to Cypselus as the first Oecist (an Oecist was the leader of a new colony, venerated at death as a hero) of Corinth in the 7^th century when in fact he was the first tyrant of Corinth. As I’ve said before, it’s all Greek to me.

I continue to struggle in Earth Sciences. However, I am totally digging POL SCI. I picked up some extra credit for reimaging, a frankly pretty drab bar chart, into something else.

I will keep you posted on my hike to Florida.

However, prior to my s’mores laden hike to sunny Florida, what better way to start Spring Break than celebrating Lobster Fest at Red Lobster with my mother-in-law. Yes, I have one foot in college, one foot in the grave.

More later, Yip, Yip.