Texas A and M University - Aggieland Yearbook (College Station, TX)

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AGGIE’S DRINKING PLACES Students find their favorite watering holes seven days a week. t sometimes was T.G.I.F. . T Sometimes it was the infa- mous Thursday night on the town. Still other times could have been dollar Corona ' s on Wednesdays, Drink and Drown on Tuesdays or “just because” on Monday. Whatever the day was, most clubs and restaurants had a healthy drink¬ ing clientele throughout the week. That crummy test. How could that prof even think of those questions? Archaeic man. Yeah, another round. Who keeps shaking my bar stool? I’m moving. Whether it was a starched button-down and Wranglers or an argyle vest and khakis, you could find all types of dressers and drinkers in every crowd. Blue jeans and longnecks in the Dixie Chicken crowd, except for a few mini-skirt and baggy jean- types drinking wine coolers. Man, look at that fine guy over there. He didn’t drink all those pitchers, did he? Good, let’s go talk to him. Oh, yeah. O.K., you twisted my arm. One more game of pool, but that guy needs a domino partner for 42. Oh, my god. Did you see all the scooternasties are on the porch of Dudd- ley’s again with their bikes? But, the guys just won the intramural championship and they’re in there. We can tough it out, just stay close together. Just as much of a variety of people could be seen in the RoxZ lines. Lines, not crowds, because everyone was in lines with their plastic cups until the free drinks were over. Sure, I’d love to dance. What kind of budget booze is this anyway? I’m growing hair on my chest. Don’t lose me in this crowd. Let’s fight our way to the dance floor, try to move on the floor and get out of here alive. Graham Central Station, upholding sev¬ eral Aggies’ budgets with $.75 drinks and shots, kept the dance floor packed with bobbing cowboy hats and shuffling boots. How did she get those jeans on? I want to dance. I really want to dance. No, not him again, please no. Huh? Oh, no thanks. I’m waiting for some friends . . . Smile. Why me? With a similar crowd, the Texas Hall of Fame, a favorite of Aggies for years, drew a younger crowd for dancin’ and roman¬ cin’. I swear she has gone out with half of that guy’s seniors. She’s investing in the fut ure. Yeah, she keeps hitting on that ju¬ nior. Another diverse crowd conversed on MC2, the new-wave club where black walls and neon lights limit visibility, but enhanced the expressionistic dancing. I really don’t think I could ever wear that. Do you even believe it? Are those two guys or two girls or a guy and a girl? I 20 Life

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ABOVE: The Dixie Chicken on University Drive is a favorite watering hole for all stu¬ dents at A M. LEFT: Aggies enjoy food, drinks, and a couple of games of pool at Duddley’s Draw. think I just want to watch for awhile. Don’t look into the lights after a few of those. It will really mess you up. Hey, have you seen my friend? She’s still in the bath¬ room? Can she walk out? Not again! Uncle Charlie’s and Zephyr’s also held their share of celebrators for sound system tunes. I finally finished this week. Monday seems like a year ago. It is definitely Miller Time. I deserve it, I’m Bennigan’s Bound. No dog deserves this kind of homework. Three papers and a mid-term? I can NOT go. No way. Dollar margaritas? O.K., but just for a little while, then I have to come back and study. The lights go on. Strains of “Good night, Irene” play. The party’s over. Couples group, new friends are made and you look for the people you rode with. Your room¬ mate giggles, “I’m riding with somebody else.” Who is this guy I’m talking to anyway? He looks a whole lot different in the light.