I don’t have much to say about this, except for that it really reminds me of home. Brandeis is the wet dream of many a Northeast Jewish parent (if not all of them). It’s a place where Jews go to be Jews, and to learn shit. What more could you want for young David or Rebecca? Nothing..oh wait! Except for the prospect of meeting another nice young Jew and settling down. I don’t know about you, but my parents made me apply.

Jewcy has a great post up about the selling of Brandeis’ art collection, so if you want the full story, go and get in there. In the meantime, I’ll be waxing nostalgic about the snow, the collection of Northeasterners in one place, and parental pressure to act like the kind of Jew they raised you to be. Oh, memories.

Addendum: I just read more about the art selling situation, and now I feel bad for making light. Jewish guilt strikes again.