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    Meet vodka_samm

    My alma mater, the University of Iowa (MA, 1997), just can't seem to catch a lucky break these days. There have been devastating floods, high-profile sexual harassment suits, faculty suicides and bad to lackluster athletic seasons. Now, not only have they ended up on the Princeton Review's list of top party schools in the nation, this year they've topped the list. This is not a distinction wanted by administrators and faculty. And now, they have the nation's number one partier at the number one party school.

    Meet Samantha Goudie:


    Vodka_Samm, as she called herself on Twitter, got epically trashed while tailgating before the Iowa-Northern Illinois game over Labor Day weekend. About an hour before kickoff, she rushed the field was promptly arrested by UI cops, who gave her a breathalyzer. She blew a .341. Drunken hooliganism and big college football isn't exactly anything to write home about, and this probably wouldn't have even been a noteworthy arrest had it not been for what she did after. She was taken to Iowa City lockup, and then started Tweeting from jail. She had as many as 22,000 followers at one point and took on almost folk-hero status. You can read a good number of the Tweets here:

    The College Football Fan Who Blew a .341 and Got Twitter Famous

    I hope Ms. Goudie figures out that she's not headed in a good direction. First of all, for 22, she's starting to look a little rough. Second of all, if she makes it out of college, she's not going to be able to be employable in any enterprise that doesn't have "Gone Wild" in the name of it. I've ended up in the ER with higher BAC's, but I'm a much larger man and it took me several decades to get to that point - about as long as Ms. Goudie's been alive. It is truly remarkable that such a young person of her size could get to .314. It's easy to sit back and be sanctimonious, but if she were my kid, the deal I'd make with her is you can continue college after rehab.

    And colleges and universities need to put social media policies in place in their Code of Student Conduct because right now, she's probably the most public figure at the University of Iowa and that's not a good thing for the UI.
    In the middle of my life's journey, I found myself in a dark wood, as I had lost the straight path. It is a difficult thing to speak about, how wild, harsh and impenetrable that wood is. Just thinking about it recreates the fear. It is scarcely less bitter than death, but in order to tell of the good that I found there, I must tell of the other things I saw there. --Dante, paraphrased

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    She's gonna look pretty raggedy in 5 years if she lives that long!
    :heart:I love my daughter more than alcohol:heart:

    Believe in yourself. You are stronger than you think.

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      As remarkable as Vodka_samm's .341 (and from the looks of it already, time and booze are probably not going to be kind to her), the title of world's drunkest college student goes to a certain Eric Kelly, who was a student at Pennsylvania's Lock Haven University when he was arrested with a .901 blood alcohol. Unbelievably, he was still upright and stumbling around at the time of his arrest. Proof positive the human body can be an amazing piece of machinery, even though he probably was close enough to the reaper to make out his hazy outline:
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      On October 19, 2007, Eric Kelly, a Lock Haven University undergraduate, was admitted to the Lock Haven Hospital with a .901 BAC. Remarkably, Mr. Kelly was still conscious when Lock Haven Police found him stumbling on Bellefonte Ave. at 2:37am. Mr. Kelly survived and was later charged with public intoxication and lewd conduct. There have been cases reported in which individuals have supposedly survived BACs of over 1% but only limited information is available.[33]
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      Of cases for which there is concrete documentation, Mr. Kelly comes in second in the world, second only to then 67 year old Pyotyr Petrov, who was taken to a hospital in Plovdiv, Bulgaria after being hit by a car. He reeked of vodka and came in with a BAC of .914. Convinced their machinery was malfunctioning, hospital personnel tested him five different ways and they all came back with the same result. Even more amazing, by all accounts he was coherent enough to be able to communicate with hospital personnel.
      In the middle of my life's journey, I found myself in a dark wood, as I had lost the straight path. It is a difficult thing to speak about, how wild, harsh and impenetrable that wood is. Just thinking about it recreates the fear. It is scarcely less bitter than death, but in order to tell of the good that I found there, I must tell of the other things I saw there. --Dante, paraphrased

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        O M G!!!

        That is unbelievable! Seems impossible, but like Alky said, our bodies are remarkable machines and sometimes despite our best efforts, they keep plugging away.

        I cannot even imagine HOW much you drink to get to that level??? How can your stomach physically even hold that amount of liquid? It's gotta equal gallons!!
        :heart:I love my daughter more than alcohol:heart:

        Believe in yourself. You are stronger than you think.

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          WHAT? I had no idea that you could even live at those levels.

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            It's truly amazing, isn't it. The old Bulgarian codger 'fessed up to consuming two liters of vodka that day. Knowing my Eastern European colleagues, I doubt it was regular octane 80 proof vodka, either. Who knows about the college kid. Back in my day it was Everclear punch and if you had come into some money, schnapps, which comedian Denis Leary famously referred to as "the crack of alcohol."

            Obviously, to administrators, getting onto the Princeton Review's party school list is a dubious honor and they backpedal as fast as they can:

            U Of Iowa President Sally Mason Weighs In On The 'Vodka Samm' Episode
            In the middle of my life's journey, I found myself in a dark wood, as I had lost the straight path. It is a difficult thing to speak about, how wild, harsh and impenetrable that wood is. Just thinking about it recreates the fear. It is scarcely less bitter than death, but in order to tell of the good that I found there, I must tell of the other things I saw there. --Dante, paraphrased

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              This may be an off color question but how much do you have to drink to blow a 0.901 ?
              On My Own Way Out Since May 20, 2012
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                kradle, all the drinks.
                10-06-2012

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                  Two liters of liquor would do it - at least that's how much the Bulgarian guy told hospital personnel he had to drink that day.
                  In the middle of my life's journey, I found myself in a dark wood, as I had lost the straight path. It is a difficult thing to speak about, how wild, harsh and impenetrable that wood is. Just thinking about it recreates the fear. It is scarcely less bitter than death, but in order to tell of the good that I found there, I must tell of the other things I saw there. --Dante, paraphrased

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                    You know Alky, I work for a little company in Iowa, and I thought they drank a lot. Didn't know about Vodka_Samm until now. Still think Wisconsin has you beat as far a general boozers are concerned. Thanks for the post.

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                      Balboa, I would disagree had I not ever been to LaCrosse
                      In the middle of my life's journey, I found myself in a dark wood, as I had lost the straight path. It is a difficult thing to speak about, how wild, harsh and impenetrable that wood is. Just thinking about it recreates the fear. It is scarcely less bitter than death, but in order to tell of the good that I found there, I must tell of the other things I saw there. --Dante, paraphrased

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                        A hopefully contrite Samantha Goudie aka Vodka Samm made a recent appearance on 20/20.

                        http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rqEIZEnqGTg[/video]]Vodka Samm 20/20 - YouTube

                        I hope her words are genuine because I believe college kids should work hard and play hard, but this kind of drunken asshattery is not what higher education is about. She sounds like an intelligent girl who gets it. As a fellow University of Iowa Hawkeye, I hope it sticks.
                        In the middle of my life's journey, I found myself in a dark wood, as I had lost the straight path. It is a difficult thing to speak about, how wild, harsh and impenetrable that wood is. Just thinking about it recreates the fear. It is scarcely less bitter than death, but in order to tell of the good that I found there, I must tell of the other things I saw there. --Dante, paraphrased

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                          Thanks for posting the follow up.

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                            I was just having a conversation with someone about the dilemma of many of these party schools, given that each of my three degrees is from schools on the Princeton Review's list of top party schools and given that I've also taught at one. While college towns often seem like idyllic places, many such as Iowa City are extremely isolated. The closest "cities" are Cedar Rapids and the Quad-Cities that straddle the Mississippi River, but those aren't much in the way of cities. The closest major city is Chicago, 230 miles to the east.

                            It's a copout to say "there's nothing to do but drink in these towns," but alcohol sales are a major driver of these cities' economies so when colleges try to curb alcohol abuse, the business community pushes back. The excuse is always the worn and tired, "why should students and alumni who consume responsibly be penalized for those that don't." As long as someone in town is making gobs on money on the rampant boozing, I'm starting to think there's very little that can be done to change the culture of extreme drinking on many American college campuses. I think the best thing that can be done is for the Princeton Review to stick to test prep and quit publishing that list of top party schools. Administrators cringe when they end up on that list and it just eggs on bad student behavior.

                            Also, too, I think I've mentioned this before, but at the one party school I taught at, I experienced the phenomenon of mothers visiting campus and engaging in the same ridiculous behavior as their daughters, for example doing the 21 shots along with them on their 21st birthday. For some reason, this behavior, just in my own casual observation, seem to be less prevalent with college men partying with their dads. But does anyone want to weigh in on that? When I was that age, the last people I would want to be partying with would have been my parents.

                            By the way, there is less alcohol in a fifth of liquor (even if you count the smaller 1.25oz shots) than in 21 shots.
                            In the middle of my life's journey, I found myself in a dark wood, as I had lost the straight path. It is a difficult thing to speak about, how wild, harsh and impenetrable that wood is. Just thinking about it recreates the fear. It is scarcely less bitter than death, but in order to tell of the good that I found there, I must tell of the other things I saw there. --Dante, paraphrased

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