Mark alluded to a story in his blog earlier this week that only I would get. I thought I would tell the story for the rest of you, so that I'm not alone in my gettingness of that story. (Jeff, did I use gettingness in the right context?) Our freshman year at Baylor University in the city of good press, Mark and I actually shared a class, Calculus II with Dr. Oxford. Mark and I enjoyed the class and tended to have a good time in it, while most of our classmates remained in a constant state of freaked-out. Dr. Oxford's sense of humor was incredibly dry, and his delivery didn't change that much between telling us a formula and telling us a joke. As a result, the rest of the class seemed to miss his jokes while they were feverishly taking notes. Mark and I are sure that if you were to look through their notes, you would find his jokes written in there as theorems. Anyway, because of his dry sense of humor, and because we are a bit mischeivous, and because we sat in the middle row in the back of the classroom, we thought we would try a little dry humor ourselves. Dr. Oxford would pass around a piece of notebook paper each class period for us to sign as an attendance sheet. When it came to Mark and I, we would add two headings to the top of the page. Above the list of names that were already there, we would write "Name." The second heading would be at the top of a blank column next to "Name". This second heading would change every day. Some of the ones that I remember were "Favorite flavor of Kool-Aid" and "What You Think Waco Creek Smells Like". We didn't want it to be obvious that it was us adding this second heading, so we would put in silly answers for the people that had already signed their names. We would try to match their pen color and handwriting as well. We still don't know if the people ahead of us in the class would fill something in the second column, but one day the girl who always got the paper first went up to the teacher after class. She saw the sheet sitting there on his desk, and noticed the second column that had not been there when she got the roll. She read the heading out loud, "Favorite Episode of Cheers" and looked at Dr. Oxford inquisitively. He chuckled and said that somebody always adds those in. As we left the classroom, we heard her read aloud one of the fake answers we had put in for somebody else, "The One Where Norm Drinks Beer." After a brief pause as if trying to remember that episode, then, as if correcting the person who had written this, "Norm always drinks beer!" This might be a good time to note that this was the same girl that had made the front page of the Lariat after falling into the garden in the library while studying one floor up on the ledge. I'm guessing she got a D in Calculus II.