1) We watched a big ol' thunderstorm cell come across Mendota one evening. That was cool, expecially when a tour boat tried to get out of the way of it and ended up running into another boat.
2) My human skeletal anatomy prof -- I won't mention any names, but his initials are KEN BENNETT -- gave us weekly bone quizzes where you try to identify the bone, side, landmarks, etc. from fragments. He never did tell us whether we were having a final bone quiz and the skinny was from the last year's class that he didn't then. So we showed up during our scheduled Final time and he gave us all these completely anonymous, idiotic scraps of bone to ID. Of course, we were all sitting there stupefied. He let us squirm for a couple of minutes and then said "Aw, hell, d y'all just wanna bag this and go down to the Union and drink some beer?"
Turned out he'd just taken some stupid hunks of bone and made random marks on them; plus he'd already turned in the grades two days before. Luckily for him he bought all the beer.
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1 comment:
Ditto on missing the Terrace.
Two stories about the Terrace:
1) We watched a big ol' thunderstorm cell come across Mendota one evening. That was cool, expecially when a tour boat tried to get out of the way of it and ended up running into another boat.
2) My human skeletal anatomy prof -- I won't mention any names, but his initials are KEN BENNETT -- gave us weekly bone quizzes where you try to identify the bone, side, landmarks, etc. from fragments. He never did tell us whether we were having a final bone quiz and the skinny was from the last year's class that he didn't then. So we showed up during our scheduled Final time and he gave us all these completely anonymous, idiotic scraps of bone to ID. Of course, we were all sitting there stupefied. He let us squirm for a couple of minutes and then said "Aw, hell, d y'all just wanna bag this and go down to the Union and drink some beer?"
Turned out he'd just taken some stupid hunks of bone and made random marks on them; plus he'd already turned in the grades two days before. Luckily for him he bought all the beer.
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