One of the side effects of being born while your parents are still in college is that you spend years smelling the stuff before you even know what it is.  Next thing you know, you’re in college yourself, and a particularly neighborly neighbor asks if you’d like to join the party.  It’s like the limeblossom tea/madeleine moment in Recherches du temps perdu, only for heads.  To say “whoa” is to put it mildly. ;)