- Ladies who are dudes at a women's college.
- Friday afternoon tea service in your residence.
- Opening your dorm room door to naked cartwheel night.
- Showing porn in a college owned auditorium (I showed up for what I thought was an independent film, but at least now I can say I've seen The Opening of Misty Beethoven on the big screen).
- And so many other things I'll never know about since I spent half of my four years there at Dartmouth (oops).
In any case, someone's doing a good job of reminding me of why I'm so screwed up over at Smith'd a blog by Smithies about Smithies. Thanks!
*rarely, though. Don't worry.