YOU SIT ON A THRONE OF LIES, PRINCETON REVIEW!

I recently read an article on the Bradley website that claimed BU was ranked a top 368 school by The Princeton Review. Considering that Bradley did churn out brilliant minds such as Anne and myself, I have no doubt that it is one of America’s top schools. B (cha cha cha cha) R (cha cha cha cha ) A D L E Y! However, the article did not tell me what number Bradley was ranked at. So I went on a Google search to determine if Bradley was a Top 10er, or snuck in at number 368…

My Google search obviously landed me at the Peoria Journal Star – a brilliant local paper that leaves no story untold. The PJ Star pointed out to me that The Princeton Review does not rank schools from 1 to 368, instead just gives schools points in a variety of areas. It seems to me that you could then add up these points and determine a winner, but I guess these people at Princeton did not consider this obvious possibility (clearly these people are not Bradley graduates). The PJ Star also pointed out that Bradley was ranked the 4th WORST library in the nation! Now I spent many hours at the Cullom-Davis Library, and I can tell you – this claim by The Princeton Review is a falsity! After I read this astonishing fact, I started reminiscing with Anne about all the reasons I LOVE that library. I love the Cullom-Davis Library so much that I felt it deserved one of my awesome blogs. So without further adieu, here are the top 5 reasons I love the Cullom-Davis Library:

5. Study group – Anne and I used candy to bribe smart people (as well as not so smart, but extremely attractive soccer players) to help us with accounting. This allowed us to meet such interesting characters as Hayes “I keep knocking up my girlfriends” Macman, and Randy “I learn by staring” Hoppe. And meeting these people led to adventures in East Peoria as well as at the Circuit City. On top of the fun extracurriculars that came out of study group, it was basically the reason we managed to pass Intermediate Accounting (thanks to those who let us copy the take-home final). And for that I am forever indebted to the library.

4. Sitting next to the 2nd floor windows and watching people walk in and out of the library. I could break up my studying with my people watching (aka stalking). This was most important sophomore year when Agnes and I were stalking Dan and Brian. But that is a completely different story.

3. The 3rd floor was dedicated to athletes. I could go there to print things for free while all the “regulars” printed downstairs for a dime. I also insisted on going to study tables every now and then in an attempt to pick up gorgeous soccer players.

2. Anne worked there. Duh.

1. This is where the inspiration for The Smock Shop was born. The Cullom-Davis Library was a meeting ground from Indians With Dots, and had Randy “Stares” Hoppe let us use his camera phone to take pictures, I am sure we would have had sufficient research to open the Smock Shop. Thanks for crushing our dreams Stares.

That is all I have to say about the LIB. I do have to mention one last thing about Bradley before I wrap up this blog…although I have spoken very highly of Bradley over the last few paragraphs (and even went so far as to break out the BRADLEY cheer), I have not forgiven the housing director (Mr Mike Murphy) for stealing my money in the spring of 2005. And I still refuse to give money to the University until I have recovered my loss (according to the time value of money calculation that Dr Wilcox figured out (because I sadly couldn’t do it alone), I have until 2015. I just don’t want any of my loyal blog readers to think that I give up on my grudges. This girl is not a quitter!