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It works the other way, too. The Yale lightweight coach called Saturday’s perfectly calm conditions “an Easter miracle,” because we had almost rescheduled the racing for Monday due to severe storm warnings. Who knows? Maybe the problem is that meteorologists are incompetent.
This Friday, the Tuck School of Business will host its annual Tuck India Business Conference, a meeting "at the forefront of addressing the rising pre-eminence of India in global business," according to the school's website. The conference will invite prominent leaders, entrepreneurs and investors to discuss business strategies in the context of an economically emerging India.
Szung Szongs: The Beastie Boys are back <="" img=""> Courtesy Of Gordon And The Whale The Knicks are getting crushed by the Celtics in the playoffs, but New York City can take solace in the fact that the Brooklyn-bred Beastie Boys are back in full force. The group will release its new album “Hot Sauce Committee Part Two” on May 3, and it streamed a live video of the album being played from speakers at the center court of the Madison Square Garden this weekend. The Beastie Boys also just released a bonkers celebrity-laden half-hour video called “Fight For Your Right (Revisited),” a period piece of sorts that follows the Beastie Boys after their seminal “Fight For Your Right” music video of mayhem. In a bizarre sequence of events, Elijah Wood, Danny McBride and Seth Rogen strut around as Ad-Rock, MCA and Mike D, bumping into a dizzying list of celebs that includes Jason Schwartzman, Steve Buscemi, Susan Sarandon, Ted Danson, Amy Poehler, Orlando Bloom, Stanley Tucci, Will Arnett (who deliciously channels GOB in his brief appearance) and Rainn Wilson. The vast majority of these appearances are hilarious throwaway shots that last for mere seconds. The video then ends in a dance off between the Beastie Boys of 1986 and the Beastie Boys of the future (or present, depending on how you look at it), played by Will Ferrell, Jack Black and John C. Reilly. The faceoff ends in a pissing match. I can’t make this up — everyone just starts pissing on each other. The video sags, but if you watch nothing else, fast forward to about 22 minutes in to see this urine duel, which is broken up by three cops played by the actual B-Boys. Ferrell in particular shines in the video as he tries to untie a dance mat, becoming hilariously frustrated at whomever tied those damn knots. He also does double duty as a limo driver playing cowbell à la “Don’t Fear the Reaper.” The video features “Make Some Noise,” (available over at Et Musique Pour Tous) the first single released by the Boys in the lead-up to the album release. The song has a real funky beat and some pretty great lyrics like “I burn the competition like a flamethrower/ My rhymes age like wine as I get older.” Maybe that’s a little too real, MCA. “Make Some Noise” is another rebellious party anthem that I won’t hesitate to get behind. But these guys are around 45 years old now, and sadly, it looks like the party could be drawing to a close — MCA had a bout with cancer last year, and speculation has posed questions about whether “Hot Sauce Committee” will be his last public work. Nonetheless, I’m ceaselessly amazed that these guys can stay so damn badass even into their forties. They’ve continued to adapt cool, maturing when they need to and getting in your face with their irreverent attitude anywhere else. They aren’t the only aging musicians out there, but it’s one thing to bring “Bloody Sunday” into your older years, and a totally different thing to take “No Sleep Til Brooklyn,” “Fight For Your Right,” and “Sabotage” into middle age.
Fashionistas flocked outside this Friday, using the long-awaited sun as an excuse to finally crack open their storage boxes marked "Save for Spring!" — and giving us a nice sneak peek of this year's spring wardrobes.
<="" img=""> Courtesy Of Pdfdevices.Com Dartmouth’s Office of Institutional Research will be sending out surveys in hopes of gathering data regarding student experience at the College over the next few days. This year, participating students will be entered in a raffle for an iPad 2 after completing the online form. The College surveys students at several points during their Dartmouth careers, especially during freshman and senior years. While the current survey is intended to be an overview of Dartmouth as a whole, past response rates to College survyes have been low. The most recent senior survey had a response rate of 56 percent from students and “we’ve gotten response rates that have been a little lower,” Lynn Foster-Johnson, acting director of institutional research, said. The survey is being conducted through the Office of Institutional Research, which works to provide Dartmouth’s administration with statistics and feedback about student performance and opinions. The survey was designed by the Consortium on Financing Higher Education, and this year’s survey will be administered by MIT. While each school in the COFHE group analyzes its own data, some of the information gathered from the survey will be shared with peer institutions, Foster-Johnson said. “We are very careful about the information that we share,” and the importance Dartmouth student’s confidentiality is taken seriously, she said. Information from prior surveys can be seen at the Office of Institutional Research’s website. Student surveys from 2006-2008 are available on the site, and more recent information about Dartmouth “facts and figures” from 2010 is posted.
April 22, 2011 is a very important day. No no, not because it's Earth Day. We're over that. Instead — trumpets please — today is Eleazar Wheelock's 300th birthday! Happy Birthday Eleazar! That's right, on this day in 1711, all of our lives were changed forever by the birth of Old Weazy in Windham, Conn. Hey may not have a super sweet Google graphic today (jump penguin, jump!), but he did found a pretty cool college.
<="" img=""> Spotted: Morano Gelato constructing a store of its own right next to the Nugget! Opening day is scheduled for sometime in late April or early May, according to the company's website. Owner Morgan Morano had previously sold her products in Rosey Jekes. Morano, who spent six years in Italy before returning to the Upper Valley, began her business in 2010. Luckily for us, she brought the tradition of Italian gelato with her. This Italian frozen dessert is denser and has a lower butterfat content (between 4 and 9 percent compared to 14 and 25 percent for other dairy desserts) than traditional, American ice cream (i.e. no need to feel guilty about eating that second or third serving). Typical gelato flavors include chocolate, vanilla, hazelnut and stracciatella (the Italian equivalent of chocolate chip). Keep an eye out for opening day! Hopefully, warm weather will come with it. In the meantime, check out Morano Gelato’s website and pretend that you’re on the Amalfi Coast.
This past November, I returned home from the German FSP in Berlin with an overweight suitcase carrying 15 extra pounds of Haribo gummies, German chocolate and tubs of marzipan. Granted, my suitcase wasn’t the only thing that came back significantly heavier than when it left. But inspiration for this food blog didn’t solely come from Berlin. It also came from a weekend trip to Dublin with a fellow ’12. In true Dartmouth fashion, we modified the frat circuit to a food crawl, and realized how much we were missing by confining ourselves to the dining halls of Dartmouth College. You can only make the perfect HP sandwich so many times (RIP Panini Press). Kat Food will be dedicated to bringing you the most up-to-date food news — menu specials, restaurant events, food festivals — in the greater Hanover area. The goal is to give you the highlights and lowlights of dining outside of DDS, so that you don’t, well, eat anything that actually tastes like cat food. This Sunday, I drove 10 minutes to Hartford High School for the 10th Annual Flavors of the Valley food festivities. The all day-event brought local farmers and chefs together to show off their best products and dishes. Vendors ranged from dairy and produce farmers to candy makers and chocolatiers. Entrance fee was $8.00, but food samples were unlimited. Highlights: Lyme Inn: This dark horse vendor stole the show with its clam fritters. Deep-fried on the spot, they were light and fluffy, and not fishy at all. The menu is reasonably priced (comparable to Murphy’s) and the restaurant would be a great way to beat the crowds during Parent’s Weekend. Dinner is Wednesday to Sunday starting at 5 p.m., and Sunday Brunch is from 11:30 a.m. to 2:30 p.m. Cherry Hill Farm: Located in Springfield, Vt., this farm offers pick-your-own berries during the summer. Varieties include raspberries, gooseberries and black and red currants. Despite the fairly long drive (about 40 minutes), it would be a great sophomore Summer off-campus event. Murphy’s: The restaurant is creating a hybrid starter from its nachos and jumbo lump crabmeat sliders. The new appetizer? Corn chips with guacamole and crabmeat. Nothing bold, but a nice change of pace from Murphy’s staple menu items. Lowlights: *Canoe Club: A lackluster performance — the Pasta Bolognese was creamy, but a bit bland as the “onions and herbs” mentioned on the menu were missing. The Upper Valley caprese was fresh, but nothing exciting. Time for some upgrades. *Being mistaken for a Hartford High student: No wonder I’m always carded at Stinson’s. Flavor pics: Maple syrup had, unsurprisingly, a strong showing. <="" img=""> One farm had a terrarium with fluffy chicks on display- thankfully they were a few tables away from vendors serving chicken. <="" img=""> Several tables had samples of local ham and bacon. <="" img=""> Chocolate cheese was on of the more unusual products present. <="" img=""> More than a dozen jars of jams and pickles including everything from the mundane (a very nice apple jam) to the strange (pickled tongue?). <="" img=""> One woman used a human blending system to make green smoothies. <="" img="">
“Where can I get some Dartmouth swag?” The Co-op, Traditionally Trendy and the bookstore if you’re really scrapping the bottom of the barrel. “Where’s the best place to get coffee in town?” I need to start talking to Dirt Cowboy about swinging a commission for this one. “So be honest with me . . . what’s the drug culture like here?” I don’t know, pretty standard college drug use. We’re all good kids here ultimately. “Can I get a campus map?” Yeah sure, this is where we are, and this is where McNutt is. It takes 5 minutes to get anywhere so you’ll have to work hard to get lost. “Do you like it here?” Yes. During prospie season, it’s funny to see parents leading their high school seniors around by invisible leashes. Some parents have a burning look in their eyes when they ask probing questions about the seedy underbelly of collegiate life. They relish in being the cool parent and love to cut through the bullshit to talk about drugs, alcohol and sex. Their kids stand the farthest away and occasionally try to blend in with another family. Other parents have already had their kids abandon them and take the opportunity to question students one-on-one about whether their child can get by at Dartmouth. Their offspring is usually some combination of a really good kid at heart, isn’t interested in drinking and is an athlete but not like those other athletes who only got in based on their non-academic skills. Parents seem to either want their kids to remain forever imprisoned in amber as their mother’s child, or to be forged in the furnace of sin and hedonism. What most parents don’t grasp quite yet is that once they recede from the picture and send their little valedictorians and weekend soup kitchen warriors off to college, kids will finally have the opportunity to be themselves, out from under the watchful Dr. T. J. Eckleburg-like eyes of their parents. How things play out from there is anyone’s guess. But trying to cop some fresh Dartmouth swag might be the single best thing a parent can do for their kid on the cusp of independence. <="" img=""> Courtesy Of The Dartmouth Co Op
It has always really bothered us that The D’s old blog was called Above the Fold. Like, come on, The D doesn’t even have a horizontal fold. Nothing can be above a fold that doesn’t exist. So when we took over The D last term, the ’12s Directorate knew we had to do something about this terrible problem, and quickly. But as it turns out, there’s nothing quick about creating an entirely new website and blog personality. We brainstormed, tinkered, designed, edited and survey-monkeyed for months, until we’d all had so many coffees and Diet Cokes that our hearts simultaneously exploded. And in that moment, it came to us! Dartbeat! The blog that is so hip, so on, so fun, so fast that it makes your heart stop. Or something like that. So here it is, The D’s new baby, the vision we’ve been working towards and smiling about for weeks. It has a new name, a new look and even a new section — Pop, for all your Dartmouth pop culture needs! We couldn’t be prouder of our new baby blog, but we know there’s always room for improvement. We want to know what you like, what you don’t like, and what you don’t get. So please, try out Dartbeat and let us know what you think. We hope you love it. We hope you talk about it. And most of all, we hope you read it. Hearts, Emma Fidel, Editor-in-Chief Alina Everett, Publisher Tatiana Cooke, Online Editor
Hanover in the spring is good and only gets better. I can feel the world around me growing warmer and frankly, it makes everyone noticeably happier. In the winter, people can be downright sour. Spring, however, endows us with a sense of rebirth and renewal. And besides, so many people are back on campus after escaping to warmer climes that Dartmouth becomes literally an entirely different school. I've been having an unusual Spring term. For the first time in my academic career, I have not attended a single class since coming back to campus. I've woken up at 7:30 a.m. nearly every day. I've honed my blitz game and upped the Twitter output. I've had lots of time to sit and cogitate deeply about things like, "What's a better word than plain old 'think'?" How? I'm pulling 40 hours a week as the Collis Desk Manager and rapidly accruing more small talk experience than I ever thought I'd need. I'll be writing about that in the future perhaps (let's not pigeonhole ourselves, right?) but for now, I'm taking this stuff all conceptually. One thing I keep thinking about is how spectacularly difficult starting something for the first time can be. And when you cogitate about something at the Collis info desk, you cogitate long and hard. Trust me, there is a lot of downtime in between absentmindedly renting out frisbees and refilling GreenPrint. Here goes: Beginnings are hard. Middles can be difficult and often are regrettably unmemorable, and endings are infinitely hard to walk away from, but still, beginnings remain far and away one of the hardest things in life. How to convey who I am to you in the brief moment we have before paradigm-determining impressions are cemented? How to say: No, wait, this is not the whole of me, there is so much more that I only need time to show you? How to carefully pace the gradual unveiling of oneself to another? To know that all that you are and will be and want to be but cannot be understood in a minute or a week or a single conversation or blog post? Beginnings are hard. In that fleeting instant when we stand at the cusp of something fresh, that instant before we become aware but which nearly everyone unconsciously intuits — in that passing instant, we stand at a nexus point, a crossroads (perhaps even a visible one like this view from the info desk) that, yes, will lead us down one path, but at which we cannot help but linger in contemplation of the galaxy of possibilities that causes our hearts to race and our chests to swell in that way only this particular moment can. Or maybe this is just me? Hi, I'm Sean and I'll be writing for Dartbeat. Come back and watch as we take it out of it swaddling clothes and it grows into a big boy blog. Don't blink! Dartbeat will be a teenager off at college writing for its own blog before you even know it. <="" img="">
Sex comedienne Cindy Pierce kicked off V-Week with a warning that her show would be a no-holds-barred, sexually explicit night, and then outlined her main goal of the program: to have women “be present in your body, regardless of how it looks or how you feel about it, [because] when you’ve got your pleasure zones dialed in, nothing can stop you.” Pierce’s material covered college and post-college sex culture on Monday during the hour-and-forty-minute long show in a packed Collis Common Ground.
Sharang Biswas ’12 had the opportunity to perform in his first drag show and meet professional drag queens this past Friday during a drag workshop at the 2011 IvyQ Conference. The experience was “very interesting,” he said.
Schools on the Eastern skiing circuit have varying amounts of pride in their respective Carnivals: Middlebury gets a few students out to watch its races, for example, but not many people made the drive from Saint Lawrence University to Lake Placid, N.Y., for the Saint Lawrence Carnival. Certainly nobody has a campus celebration that stands up to Dartmouth Carnival, what with the ice sculpture, Polar Bear Plunge and weekend festivities.
In honor of this auspicious holiday, I have compiled a list of the top 10 romantic things to do with a newfound post-Vday sweetie. Whether you’re a believer in love, a hater of the Hallmark holiday or just want to use the occasion to break out of your usual daily pattern, these activities are a great way to show your appreciation for one another and brighten the cold winter months.
Catherine Treyz / The Dartmouth Senior Staff