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Serious Stuff
Shocking News: There is something to do in Demorest
PC Magazine Spring 2007
By Eric Mathews
“Two eggs over well … Raisin toast with extra apple butter. Hash browns, no grits. Scattered, covered and smothered, and a cup of coffee, please.” Betty, my favorite, scribbles my order on a napkin always one word ahead of me – she knows what I want. After a while they get to know you at the Waffle House. I spend the next hour or so doing homework or gossiping with friends between cups of coffee and soggy hash browns. No apple butter, though, she always forgets the apple butter. When I’m done I put my $7 on the table, nod goodbye to the local redneck acquaintances I’ve made, and disappear into the Cornelia night.
This is Piedmont College nightlife. We aren’t Athens, that’s for sure. We don’t have a music scene or sorority girls, but we do have a jukebox and Betty. We may not have bustling downtown sidewalks with hotdog vendors, but we do have a 24-hour Wal-Mart with 25 cent colas. And we don’t have 24-hour coffee shops. But we do have a coffee shop that you can sit outside of anytime you like.
The moral of the story is: You can have a good time in Demorest if you know how (and if you close your eyes and imagine a little), Choose your favorite nighttime vice: Demorest has a way of catering to you in its own special way.
Dick Martin caught you smoking on campus? Mosey on over to Demorest Park and light up in the gazebo. It’s much safer than sitting on a speed bump in the middle of the road (I almost ran over a gaggle of smokers the other day),Internet bandwidth hog? Mooch off of Java City’s wireless after-hours. You can usually catch a Pirate or two there, doing the same thing.
Looking for something more innocuous? On Campus? Try midnight Frisbee on the quad. Or sometimes you can find the Watson twins randomly watching B movies in the student center. Grab a friend and do a walking tour around the lesser-known parts of the campus. Demorest has some historical and rather spooky parts to it. Did you know there is a semi-abandoned train depot? Or that the President’s house used to be a girl’s dormitory, rumored to be haunted?
At Piedmont, the possibilities for fun are endless. Actually, I just named them all. Let me rephrase. The possibilities of fun are listed above. Go paint the town red, Piedmont! And say hello to Betty for me.
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