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OT Friday: Memorable Non-Football Related PSU Moments

Since graduating from college, I don't get to see my friends as often as I would like. I no longer blackout on random Tuesdays, which is a shame really. However, we all grow up and start showing (some) signs of actual maturity and a little bit of responsibility. When I do get together with my friends (many states away) we always drink and reminisce about those glorious college years.

Its always amazing to me that no matter how many stories get recycled, there always seem to be new ones that I've forgotten about. In that spirit I'd like to go back down memory lane to a simpler time before all of the shit hit the fan.

Rule: The story had to either happen to you directly, or with one degree of seperation (i.e. a friend/roommate came back after an epic adventure and filled you in while you wasted your night studying for some astronomy test that you don't remember). I'll start.

I was 18 years old and I had just moved into Snyder Hall. I'd spent a summer in LEAP (which was one of the best decisions I've ever made, by the way) so I was more familiar with the goings on downtown than most of the other incoming freshman. I was too cool to wander in packs of 18 and hope to get into frat parties. Instead I went to some random frat with two of my LEAP buddies (who happen to be standing up in my wedding next year). Not 10 minutes later in walks a relatively long lost friend that I hadn't seen since moving states away four years prior. I hadn't known that he was even going Penn State until that very moment. It was pretty awesome. Needless to say we rekindled our friendship and hung out for the rest of our 4 years at school, but I digress.

Many warm natural lights later, a few buddies and I decided to go down to Canyon Pizza. For $3.50 we got two slices of pizza, a breadstick, and a large soda. Elated with our purchase, and drunkenly blinded, we believed we had discovered premier dining. We took our haul down the block to the front of KA, and took a seat on the stone retaining wall to enjoy what I believed at the time to be the best pizza in existence (like all pizza I eat while drunk).

Two bites and a tastebudless mouth later (burnt by the lava fire that was the cheese) I heard a commotion behind me. I turned just in time to witness a scene straight out of the movies. From under KA's garage overhang a golf cart came crashing through the hedges like Evil Knievil, jumping down the hill. The golf cart power slid to a halt, somehow managing to stay upright.

The driver, whom I imagined to be a 7th year senior, stepped out of the golf cart clutching a fifth of Evan Williams. To everyone on Beaver Avenue he announced "Welcome to College! Get Drunk! Get High! Get Fucked Up!" He then took a bow to a round of roaring applause and staggered off into the night.

At that moment I knew the next four years were going to be great.

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