"He's a card!"

There is a guy in two of my classes with a tail. Like a big white fluffy tail attached to his trousers somehow. Ordinary guy except for the addition of a tail. What's that about then? He seems quiet and dull and has no discernable sense of humour that might suggest the ironic wearing of a tail. Today I noticed the addition of a matching white fluffy hat with cat ears and a red bobble; perhaps he will add a new item of white fluffiness every week until by the end of term he's a complete Furry. Next week I predict a fuzzy white spinning bowtie.

Ooh and there's a guy whose name is Robin Zander: Dance Commander! He goes around campus starting up mad dance parties and generally getting his groove on. He was one of the fire dancers in O Week, he did a flaming 80s number.

Then there are Fluffy and Pookie, who...are called Fluffy and Pookie; Rosie, who wears a cape and Roman sandals every day; and Cowboy Guy, who has an ever-present cowboy outfit and curly villain moustache.

There is a decades-long tradition of kookiness at Reed College, which is fully alive today and is always turning up random and unexpected fun. However sometimes I think people are being kooky for the sake of kookiness, different to just be different. I mean, if you like wearing cat ears because you find them aesthetically pleasing and they keep your head warm, that's one thing; if you're just doing it to be a wacky Reedie, then you can go away. It seems like a version of "I'm mad, me!" syndrome, which drives me up the wall. Am I being harsh? I really like all these people by the way, although I have only seen the grooves of The Dance Commander from afar...