When you're saying goodbye to one of the greats, the moment just speaks for itself.

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Campus security here. Asking you to, ah, take a bite outta crime.

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Anyone who says players these days are getting softer will have to answer to Coach Mitch.

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It’s not whether you win or lose. It’s the pas de deux in the corner of the end zone.

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Welcome to Molarity Redux, the continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. Who’s up for the license plate game?

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There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man, and for one week in 1981 it showed up beneath a tree on South Quad.

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Good thing my realistic sense of self is still intact.

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What we prize most here is integrity. And a high-flying tuck and flip.

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Hey, I like my bubble. It’s warm and cozy in here.

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While our heroes take a break backstage, the student body learns a valuable life lesson: There’s no better remedy for lofty aspirations than micromanagement.

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Welcome to Molarity Redux, the continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. Back off, man! I’m a journalist.

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Ah, incoming freshmen. There’s one born every minute.

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Welcome to Molarity Redux, the continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. O Fates! The course registration Wheel of Fortune hath met the cold, hard reality of the marketplace.

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Contemplating the future? Let it never be said that you dreamed too small.

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Welcome to Molarity Redux, the continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. Crisis?! What crisis?

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Sometimes you let the cartoonists speak for themselves. And then you pay for it.

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Welcome to Molarity Redux, the continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. To everything there is a season.

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Oh yeah, that. Fun for you, maybe.

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Welcome to Molarity Redux, the continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. Skip the undigested bits of beef and go straight for the Ghost of Christmas Past.

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Everything we ever needed to know about our talents, teamwork, the tonnage of our fear, we learned in Bookstore Basketball.

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Welcome to Molarity Redux, the continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. Including that one friend whose name Mitch can never remember.

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Things are getting a little crazy here in March/April 1981. Send lawyers, guns and money.

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Welcome to Molarity Redux, the continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. Modern communication means never having to lose anything in translation.

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Come all ye rolling minstrels and attend the ballad of the Flying V . . . in which Morrison Schwartzer, All American, finds his zenith.

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Welcome to Molarity Redux, the continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends, dissidents in the land of continual process improvement.

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Parietals? It’s settled law. See Justice Machiavelli writing for the majority in Mitch v. University of Notre Dame (1981).

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Hush, hush. Keep it down now. Voices carry.

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Remember 1981, when Molarity predicted the implosion of an offensive, impulsive and irresponsible presidential candidate?

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Welcome to Molarity Redux, the continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. Alphie’s back! But who will speak for the lower vertebrates?

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Leadership comes at a price. Which, like ego, is subject to inflation.

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