J-U-I-C-Y

Most of my time is spent on the remote east part of the University of Texas campus. My graduate program is self-contained in the building adjacent to the LBJ Presidential Library. We are in solitary confinement over here, without so much as a coffee stand. I suppose if I became desperate, I could eat one of the LBJ Library collectible spoons, mugs, or tourists. I'm usually good about bringing my own lunch, though.

Given my isolation, it startles me when I do emerge from my isolated liberal think-tank of a world over to west campus. Most notably, the density of sorority girls wearing shorts that say "Juicy" increases exponentially as I journey west to forage. Often I gawk at them as if these indigenous west campus people are new to me. I've seen them before, had classes with them, heck, I've even had one kick me off a treadmill! I just can't stop marveling at their features so very distinct from my own.

Has anyone else noticed that sororities have special t-shirts to commemorate everything? They seem to celebrate their crushes, dad's weekend, mom's weekend, lil' sis weekend, pre-parties for the OU, OSU, A&M homegames as well as their post-game parties. Other shirts include, but are not limited to: homecoming, pledge class, rush, various fund raisers, the flu season, and the day they received their first commemorative t-shirt. Maybe it's just me being grumpy, but that seems like a waste of resources and closet space.

You can imagine my delight when I boarded the bus to find a rather large man proudly wearing a KAPPA DELTA CRUSH 2001 light pink t-shirt. At least it was being put to good use. I only wish he'd had the matching shorts...