Sorry we didn't get to hang out for dinner or whatever when I saw you down here the other week. I thought we were going to chill after 10 pm, like you told me when we saw each other on Franklin Street, so I didn't even get home until around the time your flight left.
Oh well, just wanted to say hi, that it was good to see you, etc., and you need to call me in advance the next time you come to town! Okay? Dana just spent the weekend with N'Gai and myself, reliving the madness of college life.
Good luck with the rest of your semester. You're almost done with law school! Can you believe it? Wow. So what's next on your life roadmap? Make sure to keep your fans informed.
- e-mail to Rashmi
Pink House. 130 North Street. Back In The Day.
Fellow residents from the 1991-94 years were Clint Curtis, Shyam Patel, Raj Krishnasami, Lydia Craft, Jess Deltac, Kyle York Spencer, Caroline Rivers Hall, Mel Lanham, Michelle Sinnott, Jay Murray, N'Gai Wright, Scott Bullock (who crashed on the couch for a year before finally moving in), Bryan Ellerson, Karen Hurka, Sally Stryker, Ryan Mathias, Charlie Speight, Chris Palmatier, Trent McDevitt, and Steve William.
Besides holdovers and returnees Jay, Scott, Mel (& Laverne!), Chris, and N'Gai, residents during 1995-97 included Ian Williams, Greg Humphreys, Allen Sellars (who, like Jay, lived at both the Pink House and 401 Pritchard), Zak Bisacky, James Dasher, Linden Elstran, Jiffer Bourguignon, Grant Tennille (who first made the scene as a fixture in N'Gai's room circa summer '93), Zia Zareem, Ben Folds, Tom Holden, and Chris "Chip" Chapman.
- Erik Ose
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Wednesday, April 8, 1998
Monday, April 5, 1993
Braving blue paint at the '93 championship celebration
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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