I dunno if it's spring fever or what, but there's wacky stuff to be seen on campus these days. Foremost, there are a ludicrous number of students stumping around campus on crutches and casts. I know it's not just the same couple of injured athletes because those krazy kids all have casts in different colors, and because, after the big convocation last week, the entire Carleton community gathered for a free lunch, and at one point I counted seven different people with crutches. The prof with whom I was dining thought that the hobbled were almost all frisbee and rugby players. That may be true, but I'm walking more carefully. I think it might be the squirrels.
More ephemeral oddities abound, as well. One of the senior art projects that's now up on the lawn outside the art building resembles a giant hamster wheel, lending a treadmillenian aspect to the view down to Lyman Lakes. But walking into the library yesterday, I passed a woman wearing a strapless dress over a t-shirt. Huh? And just this afternoon, down in the men's room - the skeeviness of which I have described previously - I ran into a guy in his stocking feet. Dude, the floor is damp with rain and who knows what else: wear your Keens.