"We're just here to have fun," Jagodzinski said.

How many lawn chairs can fit into Quinsigamond National Park? How many portable television sets?

How many babies?

Babies in pink, babies in blue, babies in red, white and blue.

If I didn't known this was a crew regatta, I'd have thought it was an adoption agency.

Boat names. Every boat may look alike, but they all come with their own names.

Some names are dull. Penn's JV heavyweight boat is called "Class of '62." A genius grant to the person who christened that craft.

Some names are short. Dartmouth's JV lightweight boat is called "Janet B. Riley."

Some names are long. Princeton's JV lightweight boat is called "Thomas Felton Wimberly Jr. '30." By the time you've finished pronouncing that mouthful, the race is over.

I looked for bold names. I looked for "Murder on the Nile" or "Riders on the Storm." I looked for fun names. I looked for "Ship of Fools."

The best boat name award went to Wisconsin's heavyweight craft: "Carnage."

Chew 'em up, Badgers.

How many Sunday newspapers can fit into Quinsigamond National Park? How many trashy novels?

How few physics problem sets?

Exams begin today. Just another manic Monday. Wish it were Sunday, and I was sitting on the shores of Lake Quinsigamond as boats pass...