At the University of Michigan, they used to have the tradition of the Naked Mile on the last day of spring classes, sometime in mid April. My sop re year, I got drunk and ran it with a couple of friends. I mean completely wasted. Two embarrassing things happened that night. First, my cousin I grew up with was a senior and he ran it. I saw him, completely buck and on top of a law school table singing the fight song. I didn't need to see that. I didn't need him to see me either. Second and more importantly, after I had finished running it I saw a girl that I liked. Drunk and oblivious, I went up to her naked to say hey... it was kind of a cold April night. She was with a couple friends. They were amused. George Costanza knows what I'm talking about...