Monday, March 24, 2008

Davidson Wildcats!

I don't follow basketball.  I barely remember the rules to the game, though I did get an A on the basketball quiz we took in P.E. in high school (probably just because I was so glad not to be changing into my marigold-colored uniform).  But I did go to Davidson, and even I, sports-challenged person that I am, can understand and revel in the joy of Davidson making it into the Sweet Sixteen!

What I wouldn't give to be back on our tiny campus this week.  I'm eating up the news coverage and laughing at the bewildered people who have never heard of my old stomping grounds.  One newspaper reported in awe that Davidson has a stadium that will "only" seat 5700.  They finished that stadium the year I graduated.  We, in fact, were the first class to graduate in that stadium.  And we couldn't believe it, looking around.  Why had they  built a stadium that would seat the entire college community with room left for 3000?  

There are many, many reasons I'm proud to be a Davidson grad, and my Davidson friends are some of the best, most-enduring friendships in my life.  And this week, I'm happy to be able to share that pride with the rest of the world, who has, for once, a small appreciation for my feelings.

Who Am I?

I've been procrastinating about starting this blog because I didn't know who I wanted to be on it.  Did I want to use my real name, unique spelling and all, or try to hide my identity so that I could rant about things that might get me in trouble?  

I've decided to behave myself and only write about things that will not get me fired, reprimanded, or sighed at by my mother.  I think it still gives me a lot of leeway.