thoughts from denver, part 1

-The students at the University of Denver take working out very, very seriously. It seems to be the campus religion. Consequently, the main topic of discussion on campus is currently: guys shaving their chests – still Abercrombie cool or sooo 2003?
-Second to working out appears to be cars. To DU students, what you drive and how much you’ve tweaked your rig are incredibly central aspects of who you are. DU students drive everywhere – I’ve seen students who live a few blocks off campus drive to class, parking their cars further from the classroom then they would have been had they just walked from home.
-Still, as drunk driving can be hazardous to your vehicle, the students are willing to walk to bars. Or, rather, bar, as there appears to be only one immediately adjacent to campus. The Border, a quintessential over-packed collegiate dive bar, is inevitably the final evening stop, no matter where else people have gone that evening, nor how drunkenly they’re forced to stagger down the street to get there. Once they arrive, however, my brother and his friends immediately fall into Border ritual: swaying unsteadily in the long line outside, complaining bitterly about the $2 cover, elbowing their way to the bar for a watery Red Bull and vodka, making one or two laps around the bar (stopping occasionally to hug girls whose names they’re no longer sure of), then proclaiming the completely packed scene “totally broke”, and heading home no more than twenty minutes after they came in the door.
-I am exceedingly dubious of sushi in landlocked states.

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