Picture the above image, multiplied by five thousand or so. That was the scene on Franklin Street two nights ago.

On Friday, Franklin was so dead that it was easy to envision tumbleweeds rolling down it; the very next night, it was teeming with newly arrived students, following the opening of the dorms on Saturday morning. Tens of thousands of students arrived all at once, and apparently, the first order of business was to hit Franklin dressed in their finest fratwear. The seething mass of students consisted entirely of guys wearing cargo shorts, ratty polos, and baseball caps, and girls wearing obscenely low-cut, high-hemmed dresses.

One of this blog's female editors may have been caught staring, mouth agape, at one girl's half-exposed tits... but come on, she was totally inviting it.