Our reporters scoured the campus Saturday for the real stories about Armadillo Day — the stories that most people don't remember the next day. Now, with The Daily's help, we hope they will.
Getting it on
While down at the Lakefill around 8 p.m., Weinberg freshman Justin Ginsburgh saw an extremely public display of affection.
"I was just sitting down by the rocks, and two people were down on top of each other, sort of between the rocks," he said. "His pants were unzipped, and she was wearing a skirt. It was pretty incriminating.
"Whatever they were doing, I can't say, but it looked pretty obvious. They were handing out free condoms during the day, so I guess it's good they took advantage of it."
The scene was a little too unusual, Ginsburgh said, prompting him to find a different spot near the water.
"It was a very un-Northwestern-like thing — you don't expect to see that," Ginsburgh said. "I quickly fled."
Pooling resources
Weinberg sophomore Steve Blanck decided to bring a piece of the lake atmosphere into his room by getting a 6-foot kiddie pool for Dillo Day.
"I felt it represented the spirit of Dillo Day, and I felt people might want to swim in the room," he said.
The pool was the center of activity in Blanck's Bobb Hall connection room during the early morning.
"There was a lot of dancing in the pool going on at 7 a.m.," Blanck said. "We tried to have a chicken fight, but it didn't catch on."
Blanck, who also had an air hockey table in his room during the year, said visitors were impressed with his new watery addition.
"It was an excellent conversation piece," he said. "I'm used to having unnecessary items in the room."
But finding a way to drain the water after Dillo Day proved quite the challenge, Blanck said.
"We decided the best way to get rid of all the water was to have a hose going out the second-floor window into the courtyard and to siphon the water out," he said.
"We don't think it's going to work though," he added.
The first blush
One Weinberg freshman said Dillo Day was the first time he got drunk.
"I woke up around 10 a.m. and started drinking even before I brushed my teeth," he said.
And by early afternoon, the alcohol had taken its toll.
"In my intoxicated state I fell down the stairs of Bobb on my way out," he said.
Then he passed out on the lawn of the fraternity quads for about two hours and woke up with a pounding headache.
"Throughout the night I kept running into people who were telling me about all my drunken behavior earlier in the day and how entertaining I was," he said. "So I guess I had a great Dillo Day, even though I don't really remember much from 1 to 5 p.m.
"Reflecting back on Dillo Day today and looking out my window to see the acres of trash has given me a sense of pride because I know that I was personally involved in the destruction of the Northwestern campus," he said. "Long live the armadillo!"
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