
I liked the band's version of Red House, what I heard of it.
A very prominent "information" booth stood out in front of the college's Big Lawn, impossible to miss, and staffed by our best and brightest.

Nearby, at the periphery of the Big Green, an IVC police car stood. It regularly squawed forth stern warnings against parking on the turning circle. It was perfectly absurd.
Plus the cop car's presence might have discouraged registration by felons, and that's just wrong. I mean, let's not shrink the pool. And what about diversity?
It was still pretty festive, though.
Somebody told me to be sure and take a picture of the information desk just inside the Student Services Center, so I went there, and, sure enough, there was an info desk, and it did look impressive, though nobody was there to dispense info. Probably a fluke.

I ain't carpin'. It was a good day. Something tells me this is gonna be a good semester.
One more thing about that big lawn area at the center of IVC: years ago, I hatched the plan of scattering special posy seeds (or whatever) out there to spell out "Mr. Goo" or some such nonsense. I figured it was perfect: the message would just sort of gradually appear over months.
It would be better than a crop circle, boy.
Never did get around to that. That's my one big regret.
