Pottruck attendance mirrors class schedules
The post-New Year laziness is setting in.
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The post-New Year laziness is setting in.
We thought we hit break-rock-bottom when we caught ourselves reciting the Movies on Demand preview under our breath and seriously considering whether or not to watch Bronies on Netflix. We were wrong—break just got much worse. Salento, the Italian BYO at 22nd and Walnut where everyone celebrated their 19th/24th birthday, has closed for good.
I went to many Penn basketball games before attending Penn yet one game sticks in my mind more than any other.
Shocking college students across the country, Bloomberg.com reports that men from fraternities, specifically men from Penn's fraternities, more specifically men from Penn's Jewish fraternities, even more specifically men from APES, use their frat connections to help score the OCR jackpot of a Wall Street job. According to the article, some recruiters strive to create just adorable "little fraternities on Wall Street," evoking promises of occasionally forced handle passes, beer pong, and maybe, just maybe, cheap vodka disguised in expensive bottles. We hope you succeed Sigma Chi.
“Spring ball so far has been much better than I expected. Some of the younger players have done exceptionally well. Be looking for our young defensive linemen Austin Taps (#93) and Dan Connaughton (#91) to step up this year. Other young players to watch will be Trevor Niemann (CB #29), who partially won us the Brown game with a broken up pass, and Mitch King (TE #47) … I hope to talk to you soon.”
A slow start, a fierce comeback and a tough loss.
To see Penn's creative, dedicated and brave Halloweeners, see this post. To experience some snark, read on; it's UTB After Dark, after all. As previously discussed, sexy cats just weren't going to cut it.
In May, a group of high school students from Philadelphia, along with the help of some Penn engineers, installed a water tank that would help them transport barrels of rainwater to the field of crops on their school farm.
Wah wah fall break over wah school. Wine not stop wine-ing and go grab a bottle? Heck, stop and smell the Rosé while you're at it. Then head over to the Music Building and drink to/with your new BFFs Chardonnay and Zinfandel. They'll never ditch you, nor will they judge if (when) you finish the entire bottle yourself. No wonder music majors always seem so happy!
As many students prepare to reign in the month of Oktoberfest with a weekend of fraternity parties and recreational drinking, the Office of Alcohol and Other Drugs has different plans.
At this point, Penn might decide to go back to Southern California. At least there, when the Red and Blue lost, they did it in the sunshine.
In its 50th year, the Institute of Contemporary Art opened what could be its most ambitious project yet: an exhibit of the works of Jason Rhoades, a renowned installation artist who created massive three-dimensional pieces from 1993 to his untimely death in 2006.
Irvine Auditorium looks like the Quad at Fling when I arrive at 6 p.m. on Friday — if sunglasses were replaced with Google Glass and hip flasks with SodaStream bottles.
Disorderly conduct:
On the same block where her parents met years ago, HipCityVeg owner Nicole Marquis has built a restaurant where she hopes that both vegans and meat-lovers alike will fall in love with her 100 percent plant-based food.
2006 College graduate Joe Maiellano takes mixing drinks to a whole new level.
Four days before the anniversary of the birth of American democracy, 2012 College graduate Marwa Ibrahim was preparing to protest in the name of her own country’s democracy.
Robbery:
Finals are just about over and you know what that means! Freshmen everywhere are rolling those giant cardboard carts out of the Quad (tear) and back to the suburbs. Looks like a couple of them realized that Mom and Dad wouldn't exactly appreciate finding these bottles stuck between the shower flops and Target sheets and ditched the Svedka on the Hamilton side of the Lower Quad Gate. Side note: who had the Jack? Why aren't we friends?
Every morning, Patrick McGovern bows down to beer.