Last night Byrn and myself were off to a DVD night. As we were driving over, quite out of the blue we saw a naked man running along the side of the road.
Now this was at 7ish in the night and it's getting pretty chilly out so probably not the best time or season for a solo naked jog along the side of the road. I guess it's just a new student being crazy and wild and storing up stories about getting frostbite in inconvenient places to reminisce over in later life. In a vaguely related nature the purpose of our trip was to meet up with old uni course mates and Byrn pointed out later in the evening that it had been ten years since we first started at university.
We also discussed frostbite though of a more current nature due to one of our number driving a convertible in September with the roof off.
Anyway after that bit of randomness we watched Serenity on a very large screen run off a HD projector with booming audio. Which was nice. Much pizza and small amounts of beer was consumed.
It was also telling that there were five out of the eight survivors of our course and it was still the same person (Tiny) who took control and did the organisation thing. The rest of us were stumped by choice of pizza toppings and then DVD selection.