Fordham Visitor.

So one of my best friends, Amit, is visiting Bloomington this weekend. He was consulting in Chicago and decided to make a stop-over in Indiana.

Last night, Amit and I and some friends went out to the Alley Bar, a local favorite pub. The conversation was definitely all over the place-- Supreme Court Justice hook-ups, Grimace and Mayor McCheese, the Israel/Palestine conflict, pelvic exams. We won't ever post the conversation in this blog. It's needs severe censoring. Anyways, Amit had three beers (according to his own count) and I had two-and-a-half beers (the last half I nursed for at least an hour). This morning I woke with a headache. Amit complained of the same thing. After popping a couple Advil, I said, "Well, we're not undergrads anymore." Amit said, "No, that's not it. The beer must be stronger here." Right.