Words are inadequate

I came out here while college hunting to look at Carleton, because they had the best application literature of any I'd received. My dad decided, above my protests, that we'd stop at Mac because we were already going to be in the TCs, and that we should give it a try. Of all the schools I visited, it was the only one where the students genuinely seemed to be having any fun. (It didn't hurt that the girl I PF'd with had twelve different colors of hair, either.) They also offered me a scholarship.