Welcome to Notes from a Far-Flung Correspondent, which features the weekly interests and musings of Bossy’s Son, who is currently enjoying his sophomore year at Columbia University in the City of New York.
This week: Pluses and Perils of Dorm Life
Shall we?
PLUS: You get to see one of the most beautiful campuses in the world covered in pristine snow:
PERIL: If you’re a broke college student and have been relying on a bicycle to get around? Oh well:
PLUS: If you’re dying for a home cooked meal, you can rely on bimonthly potluck dinners produced in the dorm floor’s kitchen — pictured here are pigs-in-a-blanket, lasagna, shrimp cocktail, picadillo, fried plantains, and tomatoes & mozzarella:
PERIL: Please. Have you checked the price of shrimp cocktail lately?!?
PLUS: Your friends are always there to pose for photos in our best moments:
PERIL: Your friends are always there to pose for photos in our best
moments:
PLUS: You have the boys, the multi-regional collection of your best guy friends, the type of combination that allows you to go hyphy listening to Brooklyn Go Hard…
PERIL: When that very same best guy friend acts the dope and slices his thumb open while trying to open a champagne bottle, it means a 1:00am trip to St. Luke’s Emergency Center.
PLUS: Student section for great men’s basketball games! Can you spot Bossy’s son?
PERIL: Student section for terrible men’s football games. Seriously, guys. Win a game.
PLUS: You get to introduce your friends to your hometown sports team, customs, quirks, and pride:
PERIL: And then you miss home.
Victoria says
February 16, 2010 at 11:52 pmAwww, Bossy’s son, just Awwwww!
The Domestic Goddess says
February 17, 2010 at 7:40 amCollege looks like it’s turning out to be fun. Enjoy every minute. When it’s over? BAM. Life!
Suzanne says
February 17, 2010 at 8:03 amEven though you two have Stella crammed into the corner, I know she loves sharing her sofa with her brother. I agree with Victoria… Awwwww
jp says
February 17, 2010 at 8:25 amGood looking Lazagna and Mozz. & Tomato???
yum…….nicely done
bossy's friend martha's sister says
February 17, 2010 at 9:44 amlooks like you need a sled for those stairs
kristin says
February 17, 2010 at 9:48 amI would go back to college just for that potluck dinner.
dgm says
February 17, 2010 at 9:48 amWow. 25 years after I went to college, and your experience is freakily similar to mine, including the 1 a.m. trip to the ER for a sliced thumb but excluding the snow.
WebSavvyMom says
February 17, 2010 at 10:05 am–>Great job Bossy’s son… Oh college life, the best six years of my life. Urrr…ummm… I mean FOUR years.
*Sigh*
It’s the only time all of your friends live within a 2 mile radius, have no job, no money and are ready to do something every day.
http://www.WebSavvyMom.com
zeghsy says
February 17, 2010 at 10:49 ambossy’s son writes some darn nice posts. has he considered a blog of his own? not til his homework is done though.
Manic Mommy says
February 17, 2010 at 11:16 amThe ER trip is good practice for being a parent. Hopefully you didn’t have to pin anyone down while they stitched him up.
km says
February 17, 2010 at 11:29 ambossy’s son, I love that campus, hanging on the steps in the sunshine people watching…bit chilly for it now huh?
Add in dark pictures of bands in small nightclubs or bands in drafty hangar-warehouses, and exclude that good-looking food and you have the guts of my experience too.
Add in wine and cheese art exhibitions (Euro college) and Soc. kegs and we’re there!
rockle says
February 17, 2010 at 11:41 ami didn’t think ANYTHING would make me miss syracuse and the snow, especially after all the snow we’ve gotten in my neck of the woods, but boy howdy, that first picture makes me miss college, just a little bit. which i NEVER though would happen again.
Bellacantare says
February 17, 2010 at 12:27 pmI never understood why the desk chair was always turned over in my guy friends’ dorm rooms. Why? It works much better as a chair than whatever it could be upside down and in the middle of the room.
Meg says
February 17, 2010 at 12:48 pmI miss college. *Sniff*
Tootsie Farklepants says
February 17, 2010 at 12:58 pmI love how Stella is all squooshed up in the corner of the couch!
David says
February 17, 2010 at 12:58 pmWhat on earth is picadillo? I know what a pecadillo is, but I wouldn’t want to eat one.
OK, last picture did make me get all squishy.
ScottsdaleGirl says
February 17, 2010 at 1:44 pmChampagne? I call a college do over…one with CHAMPAGNE.
(rather than all that tequila and keg beer)
BOSSY says
February 17, 2010 at 2:18 pmOhhhh, how this post makes Bossy miss her college days of hanging in the dorm and cooking with friends and going out every night and meeting in the quad and… oh wait, Bossy didn’t go to college… until later… and it sure is different at 35… although she can tell you that Champagne did happen!
Julie says
February 17, 2010 at 2:32 pmIs it just me, or has everyone fallen in love with Bossy’s son?
I mean, it’s kind of wrong, isn’t it? He’s like twelve or something, and I’m about 90?? Feels like it…
Gramps says
February 17, 2010 at 2:52 pmLord, I remember champagne in college. Of course, in the olden days at San Jose State, we could get some “great” stuff for about a buck and a half
Terrible headaches the next day
gramps
reen says
February 17, 2010 at 2:59 pmWhat’s that can in your hand, there, Bossy’s Son??
Looks like you’re living college life to the fullest!
BossysMom says
February 17, 2010 at 3:18 pmWhere is the crime scene tape on the PERIL friends picture.
BOSSY says
February 17, 2010 at 3:27 pmAlso, please pass the lasagna. And the fried plantains.
almudena says
February 17, 2010 at 3:31 pmeveryone needs a friend with quirky glasses.
La Suzette says
February 17, 2010 at 5:13 pmYou rock, Bossy’s son, love the cutting back and forth between plusses and peril! I don’t miss college, but then, we didn’t drink champagne and – believe me! – the potlucks did not include things like caprese (official name for tomato & mozzarella) salad!
Reeb says
February 17, 2010 at 5:57 pm1. Love the snow-on-bicycles shot.
2. BossysSon has very sophisticated cook-friends, to come up with that buffet. You did all that in your rooms??
3. In group photo of friends, the woman’s head at very bottom next to pink-shirt-girl looks totally photoshopped in. Was she really there? I’m sorry but her head and arm are going diff directions. (brings to mind a genuinely photoshopped group shot of some friends where one person was added in later, and was that ever creeeeepeee.)
4. B.S, thank you for no photo of paint on bare chest. but then again, where’s your school spirit? and hard s?
5. You sure know how to butter up your mom and her posse, including that last photo. awww.
A+++ for this post.
Reeb says
February 17, 2010 at 6:01 pmNot sure if it’s worse to put in cybersitter-removed word above, or to let it slide. Bossy, why doesn’t your blog have a do-over option (or at least preview)??
um, so in number 4 I was inquiring bout why we didn’t see BossySon’s school spirit as exemplified by blue paint on hard nipples. now I’ll shut up.
Amy says
February 18, 2010 at 11:11 amHow adorable is he? Those pictures bring back memories… went to FIT and on weekends we hung out at Columbia many, many times (to see cuties like Bossy’s son :)) They didn’t win any football games back then either…haha!
APeetsMom says
February 19, 2010 at 12:48 amYou simply are the coolest college kid out there I have to say. Very impressed. I will get your mom to bring you Peet’s coffee from California and then you’ll be set!
maria from nj says
February 19, 2010 at 2:36 pmWOW! Both types of plantains and picadello! Making my mouth water now
Gail K. says
February 22, 2010 at 10:05 amJeez, most “buffets” when I went to college, would have consisted of the pigs in a blanket only. And I went to a Culinary School!!
I call do over too!
Carroll says
February 26, 2010 at 1:01 amAwwwww
So, I’ve been away from my home computer for almost a month now. First thing I did after firing it up just now? Checked Bossy’s blog and skipped STRAIGHT to the Far-Flung Correspondent section.
I’m already marking my calendar for when you do a book-signing someday, Kid Bossy. Your writing? It rocks!