I'm in!

I'm thinking that the most quixotic thing imaginable of a college freshman would be to invite his mother to contribute to his blog. This really brings quixoticity to new levels, not to mention bringing a lump to my throat. It means he trusts me not to say things like "How's the home work going?" and "Do you have a job yet?" or "Too much partying can be a bad thing." Don't you worry, son; "Cool" is your mother's middle name (even though quixoticity is a relative novelty).