August is the last month for college students to enjoy before going back to school. Anyone who can still remember their college days will always herald August as the finest month, a month of hanging out, working a beach job, driving to visit friends, exploring a summer love, all before having to go back to the stress of the school year. And even before college, during schoolchild years, how about the joys of playing in the park, swimming in the pool, crashing through the forest, and putting as much fun between you and the beginning of September as you could?


Plotz must be a serious old weenie to not remember any of the joys of August. I say we just get rid of him, instead.