School's back in session

Here is the interesting thing about living in a small, college town. During the summer, you are lulled into the belief that you live in a small sleepy town. You're able to go to the store at anytime with little or no lines. People drive like it is a Sunday afternoon. And the local movie store stocks some pretty good movies. Then mid-August rolls around and BAM! the students are back.

Some not so great things about a college town--- Waiting in line while 2 boys half your age buy 3 kegs for "FRIDAY NIGHT--YEAH!". Then watching them roll the kegs out to their $40,000 car.

Driving down main street has now become a combination of Nascar and a carnival ride. Vespa's are not made for zipping between cars one a two lane road.

The movie store has suddenly shifted from "Becoming Jane" to a "Halo 3" ground station.

And then there is the fact that suddenly you are the oldest person on the block. By a good ten years. And you'd like to slap some of these girls, tell them to put on a decent pair of pants, dump the loser boy in the bar, and go to class.

But, there is a huge variety of orange shirts and football is coming soon. So, if we survive the recent influx of students, we'll be patiently waiting for summer.