Hey, kids! Looking for the right college?

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
1

Try my alma mater!

I’ll never forget strolling through historic Arkham. Stopping at a bookstore I had never seen before and buying a copy of the Mad Arab’s Necronomicon bound in human skin. Chilly Autumn afternoons beneath the glowering facade of Lovecraft Hall, carved by inhuman hands in the distant mists of time. The succulent flavor of barbequed long pig dripping in ichor. The monotonous drumming, constantly beating, beatingbeatingbeating from dusk to dawn until the rasping piping of the pan flutes of Cthulhu’s minions heralded the arrival of the last of the Old Gods. The screams of worshipers at ceremonies too horrible to describe.

Ah, it takes me back!

2

…Home of wheelchair-bound, shotgun toting profs, soon to be lunch meat in a big Cthulu sandwich…

3

. . . Where else could I get a degree in Cyclopean Architecture? Remembering my college days fills me with a nameless dread. . . .

4

Ah, we still tell stories about Freshman Biology. I hear that at other schools, when they say they designed the intro courses to “thin the herd,” they’re actually speaking metaphorically. I prefer the more “hands on” approach at M.U.