Californians Are Wusses
At Columbia, which is in New York, where it gets cold, they have Naked Run. In October. At UCLA (and maybe, one day, at USC), where the weather is gorgeous, they have (or, apparently, had) Undie Run.
I'm not exactly one to run around naked or in my underwear, but I am just saying New Yorkers are way tougher than Californians.
On a semi-related note, a friend recently told me: "Listen, honey. Just because you leave, you can't drop who you are. You are a NY born and bred and will be til the day you die no matter where you move to or for how long. OK?" Duly noted and totally true. I'm way tougher than these Californians.
posted by Eli7 @ 11:02 AM
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Hey,
I don't know how to go about this without sounding creepy...i'll attempt.
So basically, I chanced upon your blog a while ago while searching "Michlalah" and things of that nature. I'm kind of considering following in your footsteps, in a sense, as I'd like to attend Michlalah next year (I'm a senior) and then MAYBE Columbia/Barnard if I get in. I was dead set on Stern Honors but now I'm not so sure.... I wanted to know if you'd be willing to share a little more about how you felt about Michlalah then secular college etc....
Please let me know! I'm aware that this is a bit of an awkward forum for this conversation but I'm making do with what I have....
Anyways, thanks so much!
Have a great Shabbos!
Those are good questions. Why don't you e-mail me (granddelusions@gmail.com), and we can chat about Michlala and Columbia and whatnot.
at the university of chicago, which is in chicago, where it gets so cold your hair freezes the moment you step outside, they have the Polar Bear Run. It's naked. In January.
I stood and watched. And take heart, Chana: *that's* creepy.
I totally agree. And you WILL be a New Yorker until the day you die, even if (G-d forbid!) you never set foot in The City ever again. :)
(Also, I just thought it would be fun to share that my word verification is "table".)
Once, on a date, a guy thought it would be a good idea to discuss some scientists who run naked to the North Pole on New Year's Day or something—I am hazy on the details as I have tried to block this date out of my mind. One of the male scientists', um, organ that you should not under any circumstances be mentioning on a second date suffered severe frostbite.
The guy told the story, I think, to illustrate how smart people can do stupid things. I used the story to learn that he was not the brightest crayon in the box.
There was no third date.
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