Unlucky alumni

I had an interview on Friday with a couple of Princeton alums. One of them, it turns out, trumps every freshman year roommate horror story I've ever heard. His roommate? Lyle Menendez.

Went to the dawn Easter services this morning. Interesting and pretty cool. I don't know if I'd get up at 4:30am again, though. And walking past Prospect House, which was exuding a lovely scent of cooking bacon, was torture. So tasty smelling...