This past weekend I was in Baltimore with some of my old college friends.  Four out of five of my junior year house-mates were there (along with some other college friends that I did not live with). Over dinner, at the Owl Bar in The Belvedere, one of my former housemates pointed out to me that since our final party in 2004 (it may have been 2003, but I don’t believe so) we have not all 5 been in the same place together at the same time, and so inadvertently there is always a designated survivor in place. I initially totally doubted that this was possible, but have now thought about it for the past two days. I believe he may have been right. How funny!