The greatest institution in the world: The AntiFrat Delta f. A way of life since 2002. Monday, February 28, 2005
The University of Windsor is on Spring Break!
It's that time of year again!
You know: the time of year where all popular media tells you that what you should be doing is just what all those Americans are supposed to do - and what a hell of a lot of Canadian students do just as well: It's time to pack up a car, get in the plane or shove the rubber floating duck ring into the train and head somewhere 1) Warmer, 2) With a beach and 3) with a small year-round population that begrudgingly caters to the North American well-to-do during spring break - athough accepts their money without so much as a "make sure you make it to a toilet if you vomit."
You detect a bit of mirth? Why, how perceptive of you. Yes, yes I know what you're thinking. "But Tyler, the money that those small beach communities make during Spring Break is integral to their economy!" and it is true, I do agree with you. It is true: Where would the people in Daytona beach be without the American college students? They'd have to settle for NASCAR, and nobody wants to do that. Wait, Floridians? Bad example. But I digress: that's not why I'm pissed.
Well, I'm not really that pissed. Per se. As much as getting drunk off two bad, watery Budweisers because of my almost hospitalizable sunburn on a beach would be awesome - and it really would - the negative affect that I'm exhibiting can be attributed to a more sinister emotion: Jealousy. Yes, that's right - if you hadn't figured it out already, I'm jealous that I'm going nowhere farther than my hometown of Toronto for the break. I'm jealous that I don't get to have a kegger on a rooftop in Tampa. I'm jealous that I don't get to streak in Indian Shores. But c'est la vie. What can you do, eh? Well, we can have fun where ever we are, that's what!
For those of us that are dwelling in the cold for this spring break I implore all of you to have the best time possible. Who the hell wants a sunburn, anyway? I'd prefer to get freezing windburn instead from tobboganning. Sand in my swim shorts? Naw, I'll take snow in my snowpants, thanks. Getting accosted by the police for public drunkenness? Shit, you can still do that in the cold!
So where ever you are, I hope you're planning a kick ass March break. Unless you're in Ajijic, then I hope you get fucking hepatitis. But for those snowed in, I want to see some pictures of cold, winter fun. I'll post them, I promise. And I know that you guys out there have digital cameras - I've used them - so no excuses. I will give preference to 3) Tobboganning related injuries, 2) snow penises and most of all 1) naked snow angels.
Happy Spring Break!
You know: the time of year where all popular media tells you that what you should be doing is just what all those Americans are supposed to do - and what a hell of a lot of Canadian students do just as well: It's time to pack up a car, get in the plane or shove the rubber floating duck ring into the train and head somewhere 1) Warmer, 2) With a beach and 3) with a small year-round population that begrudgingly caters to the North American well-to-do during spring break - athough accepts their money without so much as a "make sure you make it to a toilet if you vomit."
You detect a bit of mirth? Why, how perceptive of you. Yes, yes I know what you're thinking. "But Tyler, the money that those small beach communities make during Spring Break is integral to their economy!" and it is true, I do agree with you. It is true: Where would the people in Daytona beach be without the American college students? They'd have to settle for NASCAR, and nobody wants to do that. Wait, Floridians? Bad example. But I digress: that's not why I'm pissed.
Well, I'm not really that pissed. Per se. As much as getting drunk off two bad, watery Budweisers because of my almost hospitalizable sunburn on a beach would be awesome - and it really would - the negative affect that I'm exhibiting can be attributed to a more sinister emotion: Jealousy. Yes, that's right - if you hadn't figured it out already, I'm jealous that I'm going nowhere farther than my hometown of Toronto for the break. I'm jealous that I don't get to have a kegger on a rooftop in Tampa. I'm jealous that I don't get to streak in Indian Shores. But c'est la vie. What can you do, eh? Well, we can have fun where ever we are, that's what!
For those of us that are dwelling in the cold for this spring break I implore all of you to have the best time possible. Who the hell wants a sunburn, anyway? I'd prefer to get freezing windburn instead from tobboganning. Sand in my swim shorts? Naw, I'll take snow in my snowpants, thanks. Getting accosted by the police for public drunkenness? Shit, you can still do that in the cold!
So where ever you are, I hope you're planning a kick ass March break. Unless you're in Ajijic, then I hope you get fucking hepatitis. But for those snowed in, I want to see some pictures of cold, winter fun. I'll post them, I promise. And I know that you guys out there have digital cameras - I've used them - so no excuses. I will give preference to 3) Tobboganning related injuries, 2) snow penises and most of all 1) naked snow angels.
Happy Spring Break!
# posted by tylert @ 10:40 p.m. 
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