You know there's a problem when you've never been in this campus bar, but your 60-year-old father has read about it in Playboy and shouts from the psych building across the street: "THERE'S KAMS! WOW!" So then, of course, he wants an up-close view of it even though it's butt early in the morning and there's really nothing to see. Half asleep, you agree, trot across the street and then remember that overwhelmingly volatile vomit smell... All day, every day.