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Courtney (not to be confused with Courtney-O (yeah, we’re gonna need nicknames if this continues)) recently asked me about Windsor. I have no idea where this comment is (I got the comment in my hotmail but can't find here to save my life), so I’ll just address the question in a new post. Any folks familiar with the place, feel free to help out.

I haven’t lived there since 2000, so my knowledge is a bit dated. I’m just going to go ahead and pretend that time has stood still since my departure.

Where to live – East of the bridge: good. West of the bridge: bad. We lived west of the bridge in fourth year and highlights included a triple homicide down the road and the dude who came up to us during a midnight walk home and asked if we had any crack cocaine.

School Spirit – There is none. I’m not a school spirit kind of guy, so I could not have cared less. But if that’s something important to you, you’ll be sorely disappointed.

Bars – The campus pub is terrible. Just off campus is a place called the Grad House that I absolutely loved. It’s an everybody-knows-your-name kind of place. Food was good and cheap, beer was yellow and sudsy. Back in the day, the jukebox carried a mixed CD that I made. As of late 2001, I have confirmation that ‘Dave’s mix’ is still there, but I’ve had no word since.

I was also fond of Big Dick’s, Rock Bottom’s, and The Honest Lawyer, but God only knows if any of those places are still around. Avoid the Windsor Music Café at all costs, unless a knife between the ribs is your idea of a good time.

Food – We focused on cheap and not quality back then. Plus, we ate meat pretty exclusively. So, for what it’s worth: Hurricane’s (cheap wings), Kwan’s (bad Chinese), and PizzaWay (sooooo cheap pizza, but I think this place is long gone. That was our holy trinity. I'm sorry for sucking so bad back then. I'm better now.

These are the notes that come to mind off hand. I’ll add more if I think of them.