Thursday of the first week of classes is what everyone longs for, the start to the weekend. Due to the recent closing of the bar Coconut Joe's, located on third street in downtown La Crosse, Brother's was packed on Thursday night. People go crazy for wristbands and all-you- can-drink Thursdays and this past Thursday was no different. The line was extremely long and completely annoying.  Some were acting like animals, pushing up against each other to get in to the bar and budging each other in line. What are we, in fifth grade? Really? Brother's is not going to run out of alcohol, everyone will get in so just wait your turn and it will be more enjoyable for everyone. Come on, be a little more patient and act your age the next time you are out

                            -OtR-

So I get it. We love our Packers. I mean this is Wisconsin for crying out loud. Of course we are the most diehard fans in the country. But everything has its limits. Super Bowl Sunday rolled around and my news feed on Facebook was still littered with references to the Green and Gold. ...Wait a minute, the last time I checked the Packers were not in this Super Bowl. Yet we just cannot seem to let it go. I'm sorry; but this is getting just a bit ridiculous.

                              -OtR-

Babies are truly a blessing. They're cute, funny, and innocent; what's not to love? However, just because you are expecting one of these blessings doesn't mean it is socially acceptable for you to post your ultrasound picture on Facebook. I don't want to see that. What I'm looking at is not a baby; it's the inside of your uterus with a faint glow of an alien-being-creature the size of a cashew. Disturbing. Do us all a favor and save me the trouble of hiding you from my news feed.  Post pictures of the thing when it actually comes out

                     -OtR-

 Last week, I was patiently waiting in line in the lobby of Toland Theatre with the hope that I would be able to paint the set for one of UW-La Crosse's theatre productions. While I was waiting in line, a small group of young women passed the lines. One questioned what we were all doing in line and, I kid you not, another responded that we're the people "working for them." I would just like to say that we're not working for you; we're working with you. Without us, you wouldn't have a decorated stage or light effects or costumes. A lot of us choose to help out so that you do have a successful performance. Don't take us for granted.

                               -OtR-

I always cant stand it when everyone in class just sits there and stares at the professor when they ask a question. I'm not accusing people of not doing the work so it makes me wonder why they don't answer. At this point in our education you would figure that we would care a little bit more about what we get out of it. This is college afer all. We don't get credit for just checking the box. And let's not forget. Unlike highschool we are paying for this.