It's not often I feel nostalgic about college life. But today, driving through Ames on a beautiful Friday afternoon, I passed some young people. They were sitting outside a house in their lawn chairs, playing games, and having fun. Their sign: You honk, we drink. And I thought about how much I miss the days when options were plentiful but responsibilities few.
Until I arrived home and was greeted by the hoop-lahs. And I realized that no matter how much they're hoop-lah'ing, there's nowhere else I'd rather be.