SafeRide

This article about the fate of SafeRide was pretty interesting. Firstly, they’re just now realizing that it’s “ineffective, unorganized and is rarely if at all used by the student body”? DUH. I never even used it and I could’ve told them that. I think the accidents on Edison point out, though, that something needs to be done about students walking back to campus from the bars. And I don’t like the attitude some administrators are taking, like Father Paul Doyle, rector of Dillon: “It’s some kind of enticement to be irresponsible and not have to worry about how you’re getting home — I don’t think that’s productive to growing up.” “Productive to growing up?” How about getting hit by a car? That’s not really “productive for growing up” either, is it? Sheesh.

Good call, Drew

Wow. The things you miss being in England. So Drew Barrymore and Tom Green were going to get married on Saturday Night Live? I sorta think Tom Green’s an ass (everytime I catch his show he’s doing something terrible to his parents), but I definitely wish I could’ve seen the show. Apparently Drew backed out five minutes before the ceremony. And Gwyneth Paltrow was even there! (Pants, isn’t GP the one who sang the song about whales being the devil or something?)

Her name was Noreen.

Even though I’m surly today, this article about the pain and joy of the Christmas season put a smile on my face. My joy, age 8: getting a Cabbage Patch kid and therefore gaining admittance to Carrie Van Hoosier’s “Cabbage Patch Club” (the little bitch had eight of ’em). My pain: mine had glasses. I know Mom was trying to make me feel good about myself and all, but I just felt like a big nerd who had a big nerd of a doll. I still got in the damn club though.

GAHHHH

ARGH! After that whole friggin’ apology, I find out that the site’s damn FTP server is down! GRRR. I’ll blog anyway and upload everything if/when it comes up.