On Saturday we went on our first college visit. There will be others, during the coming weeks. And probably a few in the fall, as well. Our oldest is now 17, so this stressful task cannot be ignored. Last week we toured East Stroudsburg University, in the Poconos. It was nice, a beautiful campus and friendly vibe. Here are some notes:
I’ll get the one negative out of the way, first… When you’re going to have a gang of parents with checkbooks touring the campus, shouldn’t you make sure someone empties the trash cans? I was amazed to see more than one overflowing with garbage. I know it’s not the end of the world, but it seemed a little sloppy to me. Especially under the circumstances. It triggered an involuntary squint of disapproval.
While walking with our group, several students(?) passed us on the sidewalk. And after they were a few yards away, one yelled for our benefit, “Whoooo ESU! Let’s get drunk!!” Our tour guide looked like the floor of her ass might fall out.
We were shown a model dorm room, set up to look like a couple of laughably-neat mega-nerds were staying there. It was inside an in-use dorm, on the girl’s floor. After staring at the tiny prison cell for a minute or two, we were walking back toward the stairs, when a girl popped out of one of the bathrooms. She was fresh from the shower, and had nothing but a tiny towel wrapped around her. The look on her face was fantastic, when she saw a gang of 40 crusty old adults staring back at her. She about shit, and I don’t blame her. She put her head down, power-walked to her room, and slammed the door. Heh.
The in-state price for attending this school is a little over $16,000 per year. It makes my sphincter wink. And it’s on the cheap side! Oh, man. When they were going over the numbers, I broke out in a hot/cold flop-sweat. We’ll make college happen for both boys, somehow. But I don’t really understand the path yet. It’s extremely stressful, and I had anxiety dreams about it on Saturday night. Oh well.
Have you been through this process? Do you have any words of encouragement? I’d be much obliged.
On Sunday morning I noticed this article, about Justin Bieber visiting the Anne Frank museum. He left a message in the guest book, which (are you sitting down?) made everything about him. Shocking, I know.
This triggered a Twitter “hashtag game” called #JustinBieberWW2Movies. You were supposed to come up with WW2 movies, featuring Biebs. I participated:
The Thin Red Stretchpants
Jazz Hands of Iwo Jima
The Moisturizer Has Landed
Mascara! Mascara! Mascara!
Care to continue with it? I lost interest after an hour, but it was fun while it lasted.
On Saturday night I decided to free-fall into a couch, and watch TV. It’s a rare occurrence, but I was in the mood. I went to Netflix and began scrolling through the old television shows offered there. I came very close to choosing The Rockford Files (what of it?), but at the last moment went with The Dead Zone. Starring Anthony Michael Hall…
And I ended up watching five episodes, one after the other. Crazy, I know. But it was enjoyable. I don’t watch much TV, and sometimes Big Dumb Entertainment is just what the doctor ordered.
I love Netflix Streaming. They don’t have new releases on there, and that causes you to dig a little deeper. It reminds me of the early days of HBO, when I discovered a bunch of previously-unknown gems. If they had all the big movies, I might not dig so deep. Ya know?
And it costs $7.99 per month. It’s the best deal ever. Unless you can convince me otherwise… I’d like to make that the Question of the Day. What do you think are the best deals? What provides the most bang for the buck, in your opinion? And don’t limit it to just TV and entertainment. Anything goes. Use the comments link below.
And I’ll see you guys again tomorrow.
Have a great day!