This Just in: Don’t Cheat. Just Don’t.

this polar bear is gonna be so sad if you cheat on your finals

this polar bear is gonna be so sad if you cheat on your finals

Happy Monday of Finals Week my fellow under-grad-lings! Today, we bring to you an important, revolutionary and potentially life-changing tidbit: DO NOT CHEAT. Don’t cheat on your girlfriend. Don’t cheat on your boyfriend. Don’t cheat at Monopoly! Don’t cheat at bingo! Most importantly, donotcheatonyourfinals (read through clenched teeth)! Continue reading

Made in Peirce: Iced Caramel Latte, Vaguely

You too can be the Caffe Ritazza World Barista Champion. via the moodiereport

You too can be the Caffe Ritazza World Barista Champion. via the moodiereport

It’s that time of the year, when all those little trips to the market/deli/VI/WiggleGround add up to ZERO dollars on that K-card. Hmph. Time to get creative in Peirce. Today, we will do a DIY a classic staple of my academic diet: the [Wiggin Street Coffee] Iced Caramel Latte.

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Kenyon Myth[Ghost]busters: SMather Tower Graffiti Ghost

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Graffiti-armed ghost haunts Sam Mather.

Gather round, boys and girls, for a terrible tale of disrespect and vandalism. That’s right. There is a graffiti-grafting ghost up in our beloved Samuel Mather Hall. We went exploring, and these are just some of the heinous crimes we found.

This special report is brought to you by your faithful and courageous guides, Jack Quigley ’16 and Anna Coppelman ’16. As always, we take suggestions for myths to bust, so give us some.

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10 o’clock list: Ways to Rid Your Hands of Sharpie Xs

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Sunday evenings are a time of reflection, introspection and panic. As the memories we managed to retain from harrowing nights fade and blur, one thing remains: the Sharpie marks. The infamous Xs for us youngsters, and stamps for the elderly among us, defy the current of time, marking where we have been and our relative ages. Ever notice how the stain tends to migrate onto your face after a night of sleeping on your hand? It’s awesome. Right now, I detect traces of blue (?) from Friday night, red stamps from the rugby party that I wasn’t invited to and…is that purple? From last weekend?!

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