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This week is homecoming week for the university.
Oh joy.
On a normal weekend in this college town of mine, it is pure hell. At least for those of us who are not football fans.
They added 8,000 more seats to the stadium this summer. Patrons fill up every parking lot on campus and every street around campus. They park all the way up and down East Broadway, past my place, past the entrance to the internstate. And when the game lets out, it is absolute pandimonium. Its a mass exodus of maroon-clad, big-foam-finger-wearing neanderthals, with their RVs full of kids and beer.
There are actually sick, twisted individuals who own season passes and fight crowds to attend every game, every weekend.
Its just college football, people.
And this week is homecoming week. It's going to be 47 times worse than usual.
Cole not only has to march at the game, but tonight with the allumni band and in the parade. I'd choke myself on my instrument if i were him. Or at least jump off a high surface and break both my legs.
We have the lines for the George Carlin show to look forward to on Sunday.
At least i have the benefit of sleeping through the chaos. Poor Cole.
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