The DDS Detective
I don't know about you, but personally I am getting a little bit frustrated with the new flavors of yogurt that Yoplait keeps rolling out.
I don't know about you, but personally I am getting a little bit frustrated with the new flavors of yogurt that Yoplait keeps rolling out.
Welcome back from spring break, poppets, and what a welcome it was! Miss Muffin Top is still reeling from her Easter weekend of sunshine.
So I was going to write a column called COFFEE IS THE BEST IDEA EVER except then I had a sneaking suspicion that I may have subtly alluded to that concept before.
Year after year, Dartmouth students have earned and maintained reputations as diverse as the very students themselves.
This article proved to be one of the most difficult pieces I've ever had to write. The problem was not that I lacked resources, or that the assignment required extensive research.
Imagine a world where you can be coerced into consuming strangely colored breakfast foods by an unclassified creature named Sam-I-Am, where you are more likely to spot a Crumple-horn, Web-footed, Green-bearded Schlottz than a pigeon on your morning jog, and where a verbose cat can trash your house in a manner that makes the aftermath of even the wildest Panarchy Rave look tame.
Great ideas are hard to come by and even harder to come up with. I have the utmost respect for anyone who can understand some part of the world no matter how small well enough to analyze and innovate it.
Welcome back to campus. We had our work cut out for us last term searching for fashionistas fleeing from the winter weather and hiding their well-dressed-selves in the dregs of the library.
10S is here. The Green is slowly turning green, we're reuniting with friends who have traveled all over the globe the past term, the Sun God has taken over Novack and prospie love is in the air.
Chris Parker / The Dartmouth Senior Staff Chris Parker / The Dartmouth Senior Staff Don't get me wrong I love going back to Dartmouth after breaks.
So ideally I would open with a funny anecdote that showcases my notably awkward dancing ability, except every story I can think of is so tremendously painful that it blows right past "humorously self-deprecating" and instead lands us in "so mortifying that it would actually make the reader uncomfortable on my behalf and would also require that I spend the rest of my senior Spring hiding under my bed." Consequentially I will just leave you with some key phrases, which are "martial arts-inspired ballet," "ill-conceived costume at fifth grade hula party" and "in front of guy I liked at the time." ANYWAY.
Boy meets girl. While leaving girl's room one night, boy turns her alarm clock to the college radio station, on which he is an early morning DJ.
Deidra Willis / The Dartmouth Staff Deidra Willis / The Dartmouth Staff Spring term makes me stupid with joy.
The Drunkest Girls Have a Dream Just dance? This is the topic? Seriously. We're so down. We're down like that random dude from your English class that just asked you to play one v.
I'm not going to pretend that I know anything about dancing. Coordination and rhythm are two traits that just don't exist in my gene pool.
Although this week wasn't exactly warm until yesterday, (and the weather is still considered freezing to those of us who went south for SB2K10) we're officially two weeks into the spring season, regardless of the temperature in Hanover.
Like many labels out there, "dance music" is a highly ambiguous term. There's the genre of dance music which subsumes several other genres as it is and there's also everyone's personal idea of what dancing and the best music for it is.
Correction Appended This year's Dartmouth Dance Ensemble's performance, "Viscera Echoes of War," is an exciting venture: a multimedia collaboration in which Dartmouth faculty and students reflect on the topic of war through choreography, theater, stage design and the digital arts.
You've heard it all before by now: tutus, leg warmers, ballet flats and buns are the basics to pulling off the dancing look.