Homecoming weekend finally happened, the spontaneous two day shit-show that every Vanderbilt student looks forward to as the TIME to get laid. Winter jackets, chapped lips (or herpes), and that weird freshman who claims his legs don’t get cold—they’re all in full swing. Vanderbilt homecoming is a tradition which has run for decades, but my dad has been running from me … [Read more...] about Homecoming Weekend: Nostalgia and Neglect