So last night I went out to confront the Carolina masses, braving winds, rain, and blue paint. Our victory celebration was in fine form, with thousands of (revelers) hooting and hollering, shooting fireworks into the crowd, throwing bottles, climbing into trees and ripping them to the ground, ad nauseam.
My entire neck and a good part of my hair got painted blue with oil-based. My fly new 1930's coat from Lebanon, New Hampshire was totally roont. I was so pissed. Check this out...Jenny was right there with me. Her immediate reaction? "Don't worry, honey, it's water based! It will wash right out!" Turns out she knew it was oil-based all along, she just didn't want me to be even more upset than I already was. I thought that was cute.
Her hair was painted, too, so we spent four hours applying solvents and other greasy solutions to each other's heads. Started off with synthetics like hairspray, rubbing alcohol, and nail polish remover, then moved on to more natural hair care products such as margarine, olive oil, and peanut butter.
- Letter to Dana, 4/6/93
"In College Hoops Country, The World Just Goes Away," Baltimore Sun, 4/2/95
Susan Mizell...remembers the 1993 championship and the "scary" thrill of celebrating on Franklin Street, a sort of self-contained and carefully controlled riot zone adjacent to the campus where students may burn the odd sofa and think again how blessed they are to be Tar Heels.
"In 1982," Ms. Mizell says, "they painted Franklin Street blue." (Editor's note: And did it again in '93!) Since then, hardware stores in Chapel Hill have been ordered to stock Carolina blue paint in the water-based variety only. Oil-based washes away slowly. Bars have long since been cautioned to serve beer in plastic containers.
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