Brats!

Today is our first home game at Private Midwestern University (where Mr. PL is now attending law school). In honor of this joyous occassion and to help raise money for married student housing, I volunteered to work at said housing's concession stand. I was endlessly amused at the signs being carried about by the kids to drum up business. (And, for the record, Quincy, the boy with the sign, is not a brat at all. He's our downstairs neighbor and very nice.)

Today's hint for freshmen guys hoping to get lucky: don't try to pick up chicks at the FAMILY HOUSING fundraiser. Chances are good that all the cute ones are married.