Mondays are Fundays!

False.  Mondays are generally where laughter and joy go to die, but today something was different.  Maybe it was the weather, only uncomfortable in place of lose-my-fingers-to-frostbite levels.  Maybe it was the hilarious run-ins with three awkward groups of touring high school visitors (remember: Doug Flutie Likes Girls) that made me feel so lucky not to be them.  But of course, what really made the day was clearly another impressive showing by the Al-Alex campaigners.  

Changing it up by staking out the O'Neil Staircase was neato.  The Red Army made a good showing and did a good job reppin' the campaign.  I can't give you an exact count, but I would estimate conservatively that 300 campaigners packed those stairs.  The dorm walkers are doing work, as American poet Big Black has been known to say.  Sure, the freshmen aren't always happy to see the campaigners, but knocking on doors on lower is a different beast.  Most of the time any response at all is nice (especially when the tv is on and those phantom voices disappear after the knock), but like that stupid inspirational poster in the Plex says, "in the struggle between the river and the mountain..." Nope, I don't remember the rest. Regardless, be the river, and keep on doing what you do, red team.  

Seacrest out (I live for the day this will become a formal notice of departure)