“You can always tell a Harvard Man….but you can’t tell him much!”
Nothing wrong at all!
Jon Boyd said he and his wife had agreed to host the party only on the condition there be no alcohol or drugs and his daughter had made that clear when she sent e-mail invitations to the entire graduating class. He said he warned the party-goers at the celebration that anything found would be confiscated….Jon Boyd he said he was surprised when police showed him photos of beer containers strewn in the yard because he was chaperoning the party all night and was playing ping pong with one of the guests when the police arrived.
I’ll say right now, I didn’t drink until I was 21. This isn’t a moral platitude, I just wasn’t impressed with the underage drinkers in my school, nor did I think they made much of a sale for the activity…it wasn’t until college that I saw people actually having a good time while drinking, and then I was only a few years away from the legal age, and I found driving drunk people’s cars home from the party was a fucking HILARIOUS racket to be in.
That being said I wasn’t into drinking but I WAS into ladies. And when I had a lady friend over at the house my folks never seemed to stray too far. I wonder why? Maybe they thought me and my teenage penis might be up to no good?
Nahh, who would think that teenage boys are sex-crazed! Preposterous!
These Harvard Docs just decided that rules were for the lesser folks. Giving an even further bad name to their snooty overrated school.
Oh and to the Doctors Boyd, GO BLACK BEARS!!!!!
I am not a drinker myself, but as a 17 year old freshman in college I was the all time designated driver. I don’t think I ever had to show ID at a bar, because the first thing out of my friends’ mouth was “He’s the designated driver so don’t give him any liquor.” I can attest to the fact that driving with a bunch of drunks is hilarious, especially as they give you driving advice. I think the only piece I actually believed was to always park between two parked cars at night so that there is less chance of a drunk hitting your car while you try to park. I don’t know why but I continue to do this today, passing up a closer spot that has an empty space next to it for one with two parked cars.
The other benefit I got from being the designated driver was I always had use of people’s cars whenever I needed it. Since my main mode of transportation was a bicycle, this was a great help in my early college years.
Just another example that Harvard selects for something other than “smart”.
I must confess, though, to a few libations back in Orono. Of course, back at the end of the last Ice Age when I was an under grad, the drinking age was 18.
No shit, I didn’t know you were a Blackbear too! No wonder you’re so wicked smaht!
Hey there isn’t much to do in Orono besides drink and write horror novels!