Aftermath

Saturday's News Gazette included a well written piece on Unofficial written by Amy F. Reiter. In it, she mentions how the ''late" bar openings didn't do anything besides irritate Dorothy Chrisagis, a local senior who has been living near campustown for over 50 years. Which is upsetting because Dorothy totally could have gotten a senior citizen discounted free cup at the neighboring apartment party. I bet she'd one-flip in Taps every time. The article continues with this almost poetic snippet:

"Throngs of green-clad students filled the streets on Friday morning, happily hopping from house party to bar and back. Some started the drinking before sunrise, and many ended it well after sunset. Classes became secondary, beer became green and Green Street became a hazardous place to drive."

Hazardous? Without a doubt. But she leaves out the operative adjectives fun and entertaining. My midday drive to the ATM on Friday was a unique experience. It's not often you get to drive around in midday while the front door to every bar in campustown is erupting green like an Irish volcano.

One particular image from the drive that stands out is that of a throng of girls attempting to cross fourth street. One girl gave me a look coupled with a wave that must've been intended to get me to stop, slow down and help expedite the end to their sobriety. I simply returned the wave, smiled and kept on driving while they hovered in the other lane. Although, I have a softspot in my heart for drunken pedestrians and didn't intend the act to be spiteful, the girls' lime tinted mindset had probably just caused them to assume that the light, like everything else on Friday, was green.