So the University of Florida is the top party school. No big surprise. Huge football and basketball programs, frat boys and sorority girls slacking around every corner, and everyone wears shorts and flip-flops every day. Seems like the perfect place to guzzle cheap lager from a beer bong.

I didn’t really hang with that kind of crowd when I went to UF. I wasn’t in a frat and I kicked ass in class (graduated in 3 and a half years with Honors). But I did drink nearly every day - still do for that matter. I was one of the lucky ones who was able to separate work and pleasure. I managed to get shitfaced regularly without skipping class. Sure it was a headache (literally), but I made it happen.

A few random facts from my fuzzy memory:

  • My favorite bar was nicknamed “The Rotator”.
  • My co-worker got fired for smoking weed and starting a fire in the Law School lounge.
  • My next door neighbor had an apartment full of hydroponics.
  • I worked for the police department.
  • My former roommate placed an above ground pool on his apartment’s front lawn.
  • I once broke out in hives, either due to an overdose of amaretto, a random bug bite, or an awkward conversation with an ex girlfriend.
  • I was nearly convinced that my true calling in life was with the Hare Krishnas.
  • The fire department came out to my apartment at least three times due to drunken bonfires.

Go Gators!

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