Why commencement activities are more fun in 2006 than they were in 2002
OR
Why text messaging rules

CAST:
T - A student, sitting among his graduating peers in the orchestra seats
V - T's sister, sitting in the front row of the balcony

T: this is the WORST stage production i have ever seen.
V: oh my goodness. ouch.
T: Omg. wtf.
V: lol
V: (during Kerry commencement address) Beer? tom cruise? MANNY? wrong on so many levels.
T: ha! indeed. wait. does he even know which one manny is?
V: isn't he the one who went to new york?
T: Yeah. big pappi manny ramerez
V: this is kerry gone wild! i think he needs a hug. i'll give you ten dollars. dooo it.
T: Somehow i feel that would end badly.
V: Define badly. taser?
T: whos hungry? dis kid right here.
V: (shortly before T walks to accept his degree) Don't trip. Heh.
T: Yer mom tripped.
V: I adore you.
V: (after T accepts degree) Wouldn't it suck to have to walk that if your foot was asleep?
T: Yeah, it would. i want food.
V: pizza, row ten? eat your degree.
T: Mmm. $120000 of yummy.

Shortly after this, I left the ceremony to walk up to Winter Street. T spent the first moments of his post-collegiate life enthusiastically devouring a falafel I had waiting for him upon exiting the theater.

After all, our parents would have been terribly upset to find his degree marred with bite marks.


(A whole slew of new photos are available on the trusty flickr account - click on the photo to go to the rest.)