Eventually I’m going to redesign my webpage. I think Leila may kill me if I don’t do it soon! Maybe I’ll have time this weekend. I have all these things I want to put there, like pictures galore and links to articles I’ve written for the Technique and now for the Daily. But the combination of procrastination with the fact that I don’t have much free time anyway has hindered me. Soon, Leila, I promise.
I’m sitting here waiting for Tico to come by. We’re going to the Stanford football game. It’s homecoming, and we’re playing Washington State. Go Cardinal! (Side note: I had to consciously make the effort to refer to Stanford as “we.” Nope, I’m still not used to the whole “this is my school now, not Georgia Tech” thing. You know, I think I will refer to Tech as “we” for the rest of my entire life. Maybe Stanford too, once I’ve been here long enough. But “go Cardinal” just sounds stupid.)
So here’s my dorky moment of the day. In lieu of buying a new computer, I bought more RAM. Yay! I just installed it, so now we’ll see if it actually helps my computer or not.
Where is Tico? He was supposed to be here ten minutes ago.
The Braves won yesterday, completing the sweep of the Astros. I felt kind of sad about the Astros getting knocked out so early, I mean, after all, they are sort of my “home team away from my home team.” It’s too bad they couldn’t win at least one game. If they had been playing anyone but the Braves, I would have been rooting for them. As it was…I of course wanted my Bravos to emerge victorious. On to the NLCS!
(6:24 p.m.)
So we lost the football game. I am not particularly upset about this since my Stanford loyalty is still in its infancy, but I have to say that the game was quite interesting. Very different from a Georgia Tech football game. For starters, Stanford has no fight song that I can figure. When we score, there’s a group of people down on the field who blow a big train whistle and shoot off a cannon. Then the band plays that song that goes “all right now, baby it’s all right now” and all the students clap and then at two select points in the song everyone jumps into the air, throws up their arms and goes “whoo!” There is no singing or “let’s go Stanford (bust their ass)” or the mascot doing pushups or anything.
And speaking of the mascot, well, there is a guy dressed up as a tree, which is Stanford’s secondary mascot of sorts, since I guess it’s hard to dress as a color. He wears red pants, and bounces around a lot because I guess it’s really hard for a tree to actually dance. Also, the tree really has no arms, so I don’t understand how it’s supposed to defend itself against rival mascots. And the cheerleaders are like high school cheerleaders — there are no men, so that means no stunts or flips. There are just five girls (yes, only five) shaking their booties, more like a dance team than a cheerleading squad. Also, in addition to the cheerleaders there is a pep squad or something consisting of five people in red print Hawaiian shirts who jump up and down and cheer and yell things into the microphone like “let’s go defense” and “yay, first down.”
Finally, today it was freaking hot, and the stadium is poorly designed so we spent the entire second half with our arms in the air trying to shield our eyes from the sun so that we could actually see what was happening on the field. Weirdest thing of all though — the fact that California has such low humidity. We were really hot, but weren’t sweating, or maybe we were and it just evaporated. Anyway.
So that is the Stanford football experience. Very strange. I like games at Tech much better.
