Today I went to Brother Jimmy's to scout beverages for possible Cinco de Mayo alcohol poisoning. They serve a shot called the Blue Devil, which obviously creates interesting scenarios in my mind. But when I went inside, I immediately had issues. There was so much North Carolinabilia (the state, not the university -- there was stuff from all the ACC schools) that it scared me. And I, err, can't drink the Blue Devil because there's 7up in it and I don't do carbonation. I'm bleeping disappointed. I wanted some! (BEEEEP!)

And I asked someone to bring me back something from Duke graduation, but I dunno if he'd, err, come willingly. *insert yet another joke here*