Dartmouth Hearts NYC
The Big Apple. The Empire City. The City That Never Sleeps. The Bearded Clam. New York by any other name is still the same rat-infested urinary-depository that many a Dartmouth grad comes to call home.
The Big Apple. The Empire City. The City That Never Sleeps. The Bearded Clam. New York by any other name is still the same rat-infested urinary-depository that many a Dartmouth grad comes to call home.
Under the Sea, In the back of A Gas Station
Halloween is near and we all know what that means: girls in slutty costumes and dudes blacking out, so really nothing out of the ordinary around these parts.
I could tell something was up a few weeks into the term when I walked into Collis and didn't get so much as a glance.
FSP Comes unhinged, please send aid
In about fourth grade I decided that I wanted to be a suffragette. I announced this to my mom. I'm sure she was a little surprised by this choice but maybe a little proud of my early penchant for women's rights. We drove to Jo-Ann Fabrics and I be-lined it for the shiny, red material --- the stuff with the sequins that has made a comeback thanks to H-Croo and the Ultimate team.
Book: "Complete Stories," by Dorothy Parker Parker's short stories will transport you out of Hanover and into Old (capital 'O') New York City.
Asian Girl: "Every Japanese major I know loves anime." '10 Guy: "Recently, I've started believing in God." '08 AD: "Oh, really?
I have been told that there is only one way to get a relationship started here at Dartmouth, where dating is pretty much dead-zo. Say you really like some dude.
Answer: Find a pong table and an early 80's party
Book: "Special Topics in Calamity Physics," by Marisha Pessl Pessl creates a fictional but eerily realistic world of pompous parents, mysterious teachers and child geniuses as she tells the story of introverted prodigy Blue Van Meer.
Quiz! Which group had a more awful sense of timing: the people who scheduled Homecoming right before midterms, or the '09s who rushed Kappa?
The Billy Bob to Bloody Mary
"I wanna grind up on you. I wanna grind up on you." Repeated several times by guy on Mass Row. "Yeah that's what you did.
At this moment, I am in a very awkward position. Although I have committed to write an article about the best kept secret on campus, I am reluctant to state all the wonders of Foley House for fear of losing my spot in the spring.
Sadly, my relationship with New England produce would be classified by Facebook.com as "open": I have been caught getting "jiggy" with Michigan peaches and, dare I say it, California avocados.
Wednesday's police blotter, complied by Dane Schlossberg '07, described several incidents of lawlessness that went down in Hanover this Homecoming.
Dearest Mononucleosis, I really think we should start seeing other people. I would love to spend time with humans -- my blankets are nice but they are hard to have conversations with, they don't really respond.