Don't Take That Bet on a Bet
Jun. 14th, 2006 02:13 pmBackroom banter about a candidate with an, er, idiosyncratic, vita inspired me to point out that I must nevertheless stand up for Santa Cruz, as the home of another oddball mascot. "But," I muttered, "I bet they don't sell a lot of plush toys of theirs!"
Boy would I be wrong.
Boy would I be wrong.
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Date: 2006-06-14 11:50 pm (UTC)Who buys collegiate stuff?
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Date: 2006-06-15 12:22 am (UTC)When I was at UCLA, I swore I would simply have the letters tatooed on my butt when I got a diploma, from all the money I saved not buying BearWear (tm). I have thus far reneged on that pledge. But when I was leaving UCIrvine to move up here, I took the gift certificate I had for the college bookstore and bought myself a stuffed anteater. In my defense, I point out that it is an extremely cool and lifelike anteater.
Around here, everyone asks me if it's an aardvark. (Which reminds me, I must get over to Woodland Park to buy myself a small aardvark to keep under my desk.)
I also have a plush Husky, but that was a gift.
Ulrika, a quarter-century later and still bearwear-free.
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Date: 2006-06-15 01:55 am (UTC)I wasn't being sniffy about people who own collegiate stuff, I just don't know people wear items from their own college's bookstore. I, for instance, own several t-shirts from European universities. Get me, I didn't go to the Sorbonne, check out this nifty t!
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