News of an early-morning fire alarm at OU hit me as I lay in bed at my parents' house with the cat. "There's a crying sorority girl somewhere," my girlfriend asserted, referring to the YouTube video. This just made me realize one thing. No matter the hour, no matter where the alarm goes off...there is always the luxury of a trip to UDF, Timmy Ho's or one of our fine establishments in Delaware. OU? Not so much.

God bless America.