Kids in

Puurfect: Dahnke and his Yacht Dance dance

... quarantine. These are serious times, and the epidemic that grips our nation and world should not be taken lightly. Currently, the kids are away from Steds and the University, for their good and the good everyone else here on campus. So, the spring semester has come to an abrupt end with residence halls closed for the foreseeable future, classes now conducted on-line (so watch out University of Phoenix) and the much beloved Yacht Dance scuttled. But while the kids are away, life continues, and so, what we will try to bring you, the readership, of this blog is the life and times of St. Edward's Hall... AWAY from St. Edward's Hall. In a series called " Kids in Quarantine," we will hear what the Stedsmen are up to these days. Tonight, we hear from Ryan Dahnke, Steds freshman, who had some time to spare when he wasn't in bed for his on-line classes. Enjoy!

St. Ed: With the University's residence halls, including the oldest and most storied, St. Ed’s, shut down, where are you these days?

Dahnke: Mentally, I remain in Steds — Gavin won't stop talking and American Idol is on in the background. Physically, I spend my days in my bed, sometimes on a couch, and occasionally in a shower. I have been setting record lows in steps per day.

St. Ed: As in-person classes have been nixed for the rest of the semester, how have you found on-line classes?

Dahnke: I have attended one online class and do not really understand how it works. What even is the internet? 

St. Ed: Clearly, you have more time on your hands than ever before. So, what are you doing these days to pass the extra time?

Dahnke: I have recreated Yacht Dance — it was phenomenal and I highly recommend other Stedsmen do the same. The boat was a little small and I was worried about its integrity but otherwise it was a fun night. Unfortunately, my date was afraid of water so the boat sinking was a major problem. 

St. Ed: During your sojourn away from Steds, do you miss anything?

Dahnke: The thing I miss most is the climb down from my bed each morning — I have only fallen once but the thrill of a possible fall never ceases to wake me up. My cat's meows may wake me but they unfortunately do not provide the same adrenaline rush as near death.