Let’s talk about cups. Or bowls. Or whatever the fuck else is missing from our dining hall.
I’ve been at Kenyon for a little over two years now. And every year at around the same time, we see fewer and fewer plastic cups available for use and more and more paper cups in their place. At some point the plastic cups seemingly disappear altogether, available only to a select few who happen to be in the servery at the right time. Then, someone sends some email about how the cups are missing and how they’ll pick up the cups you took if you just leave them outside of the door. We see a slight resurgence in plastic cups only to see their numbers fall again in a few short months. Rinse and repeat. Continue reading
Thanksgiving Break is among the most welcome of breaks at Kenyon – it’s neither too long nor too short, and you go home with the express purpose of petting your animals and seeing your families. Not to mention, eating a lot of food. We asked our first years to reflect on their very first Thanksgiving Break at college. Yay! Continue reading
Every year on the Thursday before Thanksgiving Break, Peirce takes on a task like no other: feeding the whole school and community a meal they’ll never forget, with courses and desserts aplenty. Here are some important Peircegiving Facts to keep in mind as you chow down on the best meal of the year. Here’s what you’ll encounter: Continue reading
It’s been a long Wednesday, my friend, and there’s been something that’s been aching on my mind all day. See, all day today I’ve been smelling this weird, faint, barely-there-but-definitely-there smell, the fragrance of which I can’t seem to put my finger on. It’s been driving me nuts! So I gotta ask, what’s that smell?
1. The manure in the distance. This is usually a smell reserved for the rebirth of the earth in spring, but with all this nice weather the sun has probably had the chance to beat down on a bunch of poop lately. Could be the stench radiating off the poop that inevitably surrounds us? It’s plausible.
Hey, remember that email that Meredith Bonham sent us all like a month ago saying that we needed to complete a Title IX and sexual misconduct education course before we could register for classes? And how you saw that email and thought, psshaw, I have a million years to complete that before it’s actually due? And how you just now looked at the date and realized that it’s due tomorrow? Me, too, buddy.
So shove aside a few hours and knock that sucker outta the park, even if you don’t want to. You don’t have a choice, you need it to register for classes.