It's August, thank God. School will start soon (boo!), but everyone is starting to return, though party scene is still a little despairing. At Hunters Ridge Townhouses last night it was just the beginning of glorious bad decision making from second floor balconies:

Guy: Jump!
Girl: No, don't do it!
Guy: Just jump! The bushes'll break your fall!

Of course, this inspired a conversation of manliness between my co-partiers down the street:

Dude1: I'd jump, no problem.
Dude2: Would you do it head-first?
Dude1: Hell yeah!
Dude2: I'll give you fifty bucks if you do it.
Dude1: I'll do it for free!
Dude3: You're an idiot. Head first? You'd die! Feet first you'd be fine, you'd just have a bruise, but you'd break your next head first!
Dude1: Nah, I'd do a flip before that'd happen.

Not only does alcohol make you immortal, it also gives you Olympic skills too – sweeeeet.