For those that don't know, Dillo Day is a day in Northwestern's Spring quarter -- the last Saturday before Reading Week -- where the university brings in a bunch of bands and sets up a bunch of stuff next to the lake and everyone on campus hangs out and eats food and gets phenomenally, mind-blowingly drunk. It has been described as the one day we act like a state school.
There's a few different crowds you'll encounter if you cruise through Northwestern during Dillo Day. In case you decide to stop by next year, I'll give you the rundown.
These guys are serious about their Dillo. They go to bed early Friday night and wake up earlier than they ever did for a class during the school year. They like to kick their mornings off with a 4Loko and then build the intoxication from there. If they aren't passed out by noon, something is going wrong.
It takes 7am-ers with careful planning to stagger their binges to survive the day without dehydration or unconsciousness, but those that manage it squeeze in an entire day without a single sober thought. These guys are the overachievers.
The Music Lovers
These cats are a rare breed. They actually only enjoy Dillo for the music. They've heard of all the bands and they don't consider them outdated or passe. They sleep in until the concerts start and then spend their day doing permanent damage to their auditory systems. (For reference, a useful graph).
Of the seven or eight genuine Music Lovers on campus, there's a few different varieties. Some are refined enough to simply stand or sit back from the action and be casually saturated with melodious sensations.
Others need more interaction and stand at an awkward distance from the stage that isn't quite part of the pack but isn't with the casual enjoyers. They usually dance, and are usually inebriated.
The last kind gets right into the mess of things, moshing to any style of music because if it is Dillo Day then there is a mosh pit. These guys are the mosh pit.
This group is composed of legitimate pleasure addicts. They sleep in because they don't want the discomfort of an early morning. They take their time getting a bit of nutrition to sustain their day's activities. Then they find a party, plug in, and begin to consume alcohol with alarming gusto.
Because they usually take their parties off campus (away from the police), Ragers aren’t always spotted unless they take brief retreats from the alcohol consumption to wander along the lakefill making loud, crude remarks and teaching the campus to hate fraternities.
If you need to locate a Rager, look for keg stands, loud conflict, and ambulances.
The Good Students
He sits in the library with a weathered copy of "Organic Chemistry: Seventh Edition" and eight empty Starbucks cups.
The Movie Watchers
A day off school means an entire day potentially spent catching up on a long list of movies to watch. This crowd doesn't need beer and music -- all they need is their Netflix subscription. You can't blame them, after the string of papers and assignments from the last week they need to recover from.
But regret follows entertainment, and a few days later you'll find the Movie Watchers every bit as stressed as the Dillo Day enthusiasts.
The Rulebreakers
With everyone either on the lakefill, in their rooms, or at parties, the greater part of campus is entirely empty. And the police are a lot more concerned with the hordes of drunk people storming around than with a few sober kids trying to have a good time in restricted areas.
This last Dillo Day, we started by playing sardines in the library (for the unindoctrinated, a game that's the reverse of hide and go seek -- one person finds somewhere to hide and the rest of the group scatters to look for them). There weren't that many hiding places, so it was more a game of running around being loud in the middle of the library.
Later in the day we headed to the Technological Institute where we took over the largest lecture hall and put on a pretend musical. When that got old, we hooked a Nintendo 64 up to a projector in a smaller lecture hall and played Super Smash Bros.
At different points during the day, we found our way to parts of campus that aren't intended for student access. For the sake of these areas remaining accessible, I'll end that description here.
There's a few different crowds you'll encounter if you cruise through Northwestern during Dillo Day. In case you decide to stop by next year, I'll give you the rundown.
The 7am-ers
These guys are serious about their Dillo. They go to bed early Friday night and wake up earlier than they ever did for a class during the school year. They like to kick their mornings off with a 4Loko and then build the intoxication from there. If they aren't passed out by noon, something is going wrong.
It takes 7am-ers with careful planning to stagger their binges to survive the day without dehydration or unconsciousness, but those that manage it squeeze in an entire day without a single sober thought. These guys are the overachievers.
The Music Lovers
These cats are a rare breed. They actually only enjoy Dillo for the music. They've heard of all the bands and they don't consider them outdated or passe. They sleep in until the concerts start and then spend their day doing permanent damage to their auditory systems. (For reference, a useful graph).
Of the seven or eight genuine Music Lovers on campus, there's a few different varieties. Some are refined enough to simply stand or sit back from the action and be casually saturated with melodious sensations.
Others need more interaction and stand at an awkward distance from the stage that isn't quite part of the pack but isn't with the casual enjoyers. They usually dance, and are usually inebriated.
The last kind gets right into the mess of things, moshing to any style of music because if it is Dillo Day then there is a mosh pit. These guys are the mosh pit.
The Ragers
This group is composed of legitimate pleasure addicts. They sleep in because they don't want the discomfort of an early morning. They take their time getting a bit of nutrition to sustain their day's activities. Then they find a party, plug in, and begin to consume alcohol with alarming gusto.
Because they usually take their parties off campus (away from the police), Ragers aren’t always spotted unless they take brief retreats from the alcohol consumption to wander along the lakefill making loud, crude remarks and teaching the campus to hate fraternities.
If you need to locate a Rager, look for keg stands, loud conflict, and ambulances.
The Good Students
He sits in the library with a weathered copy of "Organic Chemistry: Seventh Edition" and eight empty Starbucks cups.
The Movie Watchers
A day off school means an entire day potentially spent catching up on a long list of movies to watch. This crowd doesn't need beer and music -- all they need is their Netflix subscription. You can't blame them, after the string of papers and assignments from the last week they need to recover from.
But regret follows entertainment, and a few days later you'll find the Movie Watchers every bit as stressed as the Dillo Day enthusiasts.
The Rulebreakers
With everyone either on the lakefill, in their rooms, or at parties, the greater part of campus is entirely empty. And the police are a lot more concerned with the hordes of drunk people storming around than with a few sober kids trying to have a good time in restricted areas.
This last Dillo Day, we started by playing sardines in the library (for the unindoctrinated, a game that's the reverse of hide and go seek -- one person finds somewhere to hide and the rest of the group scatters to look for them). There weren't that many hiding places, so it was more a game of running around being loud in the middle of the library.
Later in the day we headed to the Technological Institute where we took over the largest lecture hall and put on a pretend musical. When that got old, we hooked a Nintendo 64 up to a projector in a smaller lecture hall and played Super Smash Bros.
At different points during the day, we found our way to parts of campus that aren't intended for student access. For the sake of these areas remaining accessible, I'll end that description here.
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