Scenes from the week

Last weekend was the big, rowdy spring party on campus. I missed the festivities (and the annual sound check that rattles my office window, because it was raining and the concerts were moved indoors), which was fine. Had my fill as a student here some years back.

So, Monday morning I was walking in to work from my car when I noticed crawfish carcasses scattered all over the parking lot (remnants of a frat party). In my half-awake state, I had to ask myself if we had had a tidal wave? The way those prehistoric critters were strewn about seemed to signal some cataclysmic event.

Today, as soon as I drove on campus, I saw a little group of students (rare for 8:30 on a Friday, when you usually see only a few forlorn stragglers), and I thought to myself, "I do believe that boy is wearing a fluffy white dress." We have some male students who occasionally wear skirts, so it wasn't entirely surprising. Then I realized that oh, it was a toga. Turns out there were 1000 high school kids around for a classical league event.

By this afternoon, even more of them had donned costumes. There were real, metal helmets and many shields. There was some sort of goddess with scales (the weighing kind) and a shiny drape, whom my friend dubbed The Queen of Mylar. Unfortunately, I didn't see any monsters from the classics. No Cyclops, not a single Scylla or Charybdis.