Larry
As I type this, Larry Summers is standing next to the barbequed chicken under a tent in Sever Quad shaking hands with freshmen. You go down the line: hamburger bun, patty, corn on the cob, condiments, Larry. I just got my handshake. He's being treated like a piece of meat, which is particularly appropriate for this kind of "President's Barbeque" setting. You eat the meat, then you meet Larry.
Some people are getting their Larry Summers dollar bills augmented with an autograph from the man himself. I didn't have any of those bills, so I missed my chance - but then again, is the autograph really worth a dollar?
And by the way, the chicken was awful.
Some people are getting their Larry Summers dollar bills augmented with an autograph from the man himself. I didn't have any of those bills, so I missed my chance - but then again, is the autograph really worth a dollar?
And by the way, the chicken was awful.
posted by Anonymous at 6:27 PM
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At the MN Cornell Alumni Club picnic, they served something called "Cornell Chicken" which was absolutely fantastic.
I'm glad you still see the syntactical irony in things, mon frere.
I missed Larry. By the time I got there, all that was left was cold meat and some random condiments (the only buns were hotdog buns, and crappy ones at that, not to mention the hot dogs looked rancid). And they made us skip the luxurious dining at Memorial Hall for that.
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