Get Pumped After all my boxes were unpacked in my first dorm room ever, my parents and I walked back to their car. This was the moment that they left so I could go make college friends. In closing words of wisdom, my father handed me a black bicycle pump from the back seat. He said, "Keep this under your bed, just in case you need a weapon."

I do not recommend packing a bike pump as a weapon. It does make a great musical instrument, clothing accessory and bike tire inflation device, though.  ¶ 10:43 AM