I have chosen to drop the practice of blogging about my college assignments, after a couple of incidents of too much candor that have gotten me in some hot water (one of my favorite aphorisms is: “Good judgement is the result of experience, and experience is the result of bad judgment.”). But this anecdote, relayed by a student, is too good to not commit to posterity.
I am in Annapolis, MD, at St. John's College, a stunningly amazing institution with which I am quite smitten. It sits adjacent to the U.S. Naval Academy. “Johnnies,” as they call themselves, consider that a week of academic pursuit on their campus is equivalent to a year of study by their next door neighbors. Consequently, every Wednesday night, at midnight, they have a loud and boisterous New Year's celebration, directed toward the Academy.
I am unlikely to stay up late enough this Wednesday to verify this in person. Even if apocryphal, it's a great tradition.