We had to start over. The first 12 seconds of Take 2:
And in the high-speed do-over, we gave only 1 minute and 38 seconds to our bad-girl days:
As for the long version, it died along with my computer, and I'm not really sure what I divulged. It certainly was not, as one dorky commenter at Bloggingheads guessed, that I "drank a lot of alcohol in college." My response to that libel:
Really? Drinking was not at all the practice of the day in my little corner of the University of Michigan, known as East Quad. We mocked squares elsewhere on campus who drank and went to football games and the sort of thing you kids today might think of as wild. We thought of you as "straights."
I disclaim responsibility for anything I'm writing here as I'm recovering from toe surgery and — legally! — high on opiates.