There’s been a lot of hubbub about the cranes lately, as they are currently the tallest buildings on campus (beating Caples by mere inches). Since we go to Kenyon and since kids get bored here, there have also been many jokes made about there being a crane cult. Here’s the kicker: there kind of actually is one? You’ve got questions, and I’ve got answers.Continue reading
Professor Severus Snape
Magic, Mayhem, and Making Amends (but Not, Like, Urgently)
22 February 2019
In this paper I will argue that I saw a man (stature of a fully grown corn stalk, backwards baseball cap, not really in a rush, alone) swallow an entire (100% of a) cigarette (lit). The day was Thursday (February 7th), and the time, lunch. I was walking southward on Middle Path, and the subject north. Point of contact: Ransom Hall. The weather was frog degrees and sticky tack was precipitating (lightly) from the sky. This was normal because it was an Ohio winter. I don’t have a thesis because this piece is more, like, exploratory. “Can the human experience truly be captured in language, the construction site of the psyche” (CITE). Someone at the Writing Center told me this paper was “full of, uhm, ideas” and then offered me a complementary candy (but they were out of dark chocolate Hershey Kisses). Because the straw prose of analytical writing couldn’t contain all my feelings, observations, ideologies, methodologies, insecurities, fondness for sea otters, suspicions, jazz music, sobriety, or overdue library books, I’ve decided to continue my paper in poetic form instead.
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So, on Valentine’s Day, the day of ~l o v e~ and happiness and whatever the hell people who experience romantic attraction do that day, I sat down in New Side with Marc Delucchi and asked him a lot of semi-serious, semi-invasive questions. These are the results.
A few weeks ago, I found a tiny level on the floor of Lower Horn. I’ve been carrying it in my pocket ever since. Here’s a compilation of my investigative research on what’s flat and what’s not on this campus. Continue reading
I, Elinor Davis Melick, am SOLELY responsible for my own bad decisions. The Thrill is not liable for any adverse health effects I may experience as a result of this experiment, and The Thrill staff in no way endorses or condones excessive caffeine consumption, not even for the sake of content. Continue reading
The Gambier Deli is back in action, baby, and we all know what that means. We’ve got eggs. We’ve got some hot sammies. We’ve got that nice bearded man who works/lives there, and yesterday when I was treating myself to brunch he saw me and said, “Hey buddy, long time, how’s it going?” and I felt truly validated for the first time in my life.