In the midst of a 15-minute phone conversation with a partially deaf 80-year-old Stanford Law School graduate: "You call that rinky-dink soccer field a stadium? Is that what you call it? You know that Stanford killed my dream and shot themselves in the foot when they built that rinky-dink piece of crap? Now we'll never have the Olympics at Stanford. No, we won't, not with that piece of junk. That's what I call it, a piece of crap, because they killed my dream. We had a beautiful stadium with a track where we could hold the Olympics, and now..."
10 minutes later....
"I'm sorry, sir, I have to let you go. There are other visitors here..."
"No, my speech is finished."
At Hoover Tower:
A Stanford graduate student: "Is it true that Leland Stanford had two illegitimate Chinese children?"
A middle-aged female visitor in the elevator: "So what sort of reputation does Leland Stanford have on campus? Do people think of him as a crook or what? I mean, Andrew Carnegie gave money to libraries, but he was not a nice guy."
Saturday, May 19, 2007
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