The Thing That Goes Doink

On Facebook, my brother posted that he's watching Van Wilder. The temptation to quip, "Oh, you're watching the movie version of your collegiate career?" is very, very strong and it's taking every single ounce of willpower I possess not to. But I want to, so very, very badly. Seriously, the kid has been in college for the last seven years. It's about damn time he graduated with a B.A. in something.

( In which I muse about a good franchise gone bad. )