Is that “The Final Countdown” we hear playing?
We can see the finish line, Gators, but there’s still plenty to be done between hitting the books, signing leases and, for some of us, preparing to walk at graduation. Because we’re not giving up on the last leg of this marathon, we proudly present you with the get-your-jammies-ready-because-we’re-about-to-put-another-semester-to-bed edition of...Darts & Laurels.
Speaking of marathons, the Children’s Miracle Network at Shands Children’s Hospital received more than $700,000 in donations this week. While we may have gotten tired of hearing entirely-too-peppy girls chirping “DM” ad infinitum, we can’t argue with the results. Any time you want to help kids, we’ll be happy to give you a round of applause.
With that said, we award a just-staying-awake-for-26.2-hours-would-be-a-feat-for-us LAUREL to all the Dance Marathoners who raised a mind-blowing amount of money for a great cause.
Great job, guys.
That isn’t to say we haven’t had some money-central complaints this week.
We’re still wondering about Wednesday night’s Daniel Tosh show, for which we collectively forked over $66,000. Our problem doesn’t originate with the fact that that man isn’t particularly funny — when you see people waiting eight hours for a comedian, you know someone likes him — but rather with all the hoops Accent and SGP jumped through in getting the performance ready. So, as we did with Andy Samberg, we’ve got to hurl a DART at Daniel Tosh. The demand for a smaller crowd is ridiculous and unwarranted.
Remember Gator Growl 2001?
Probably not, but Tosh performed in front of 51,000 people in The Swamp.
We’re calling shenanigans.
But our financial head-scratching doesn’t begin to rival that of our federal government. By midnight tonight, we could be in the midst of a shutdown.
While we’re not too concerned about the possibility — who knows when that stopgap might go through -— we’re still not happy with the idea of leaving federal workers high and dry while our politicians stubbornly lock horns.
We understand we have monumental problems such as abortion and climate change that need to be addressed, but now isn’t the time to throw all of them on the table. For trying to pick a fight involving everything including the kitchen sink, we’re throwing a get-the-wax-out-of-your-ears-because-both-sides-have-valid-points DART at our politicians in Washington.
To be honest, though, not many of us will be concerned with the government come Saturday afternoon. Instead, we’ll be basking in sun, watching the birth of next year’s football dreams. It couldn’t come at a better time.
Although we know we should be using those few hours to study, complete projects or work on the bazillion-page paper due on Monday, we’re going to don our school colors and take the day off. For giving us an excuse to slow down and practice our cheers, we’re giving a this-will-have-to-do-until-fall-rolls-around LAUREL to the Orange and Blue Debut.
Until next week, you know where to find us. If we’re not at The Swamp or our office, we’ll be partying at Club West.
