Kenyon Siblings: The Mannings

This piece is the latest in a series on Kenyon Sibling relationships. Yeah, I said it. There are siblings out there that actually want to spend time together. I had the pleasure of interviewing myself, Elijah Manning ‘23, and the burden of interviewing my sister, Dylan Manning ‘21, about life at Kenyon College. We may have a residence hall named after us, but this interview will convince you that we got here on our own merit.

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Peirce Hack: Just Don’t Go

 

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A brief slice of food for thought. Next time you’re about to enter Peirce thinking about what mystery meat is on the table today or what vegetable-that’s-not-a-vegetable (I’m looking at you corn) is gonna be up for grabs this time, might I suggest taking a step back, doing a 180, and hightailing it to the nearest, I don’t know, Pop-Eyes or whatever.

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Romantic Dorm Date: Tunnel of Love

It’s Valentine’s Day in the city of love, and nobody does romance like the students of Kenyon College. The weather is ripe for the romance, as freezing rain could emerge at any moment. Fear not! There is sensuality in the slush. Here’s how to make the most of this dismal Gambier Valentine’s day with your sweetheart:

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10 o’clock list: Reasons Why I Am the Ultimate Kenyon Boyfriend

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As of today, we’re officially T-minus five days from Peirce spending two-thirds of their budget on intensely mediocre surf and turf, or, as some may call it, Valentine’s Day. For those not lucky enough to be chosen for one of The Thrill’s always successful Peirce Dates, we’ve got you covered. Need a date to Pep Band Formal? A reason to skip Pep Band Formal? Well then read on, and learn why I’m ready to offer myself up as the perfect Kenyon Boyfriend.

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What’s Up With The Post Office Fallout Shelter?

IMG_2383If you’re anything like me, then you’ve definitely gone to the post office- not expecting anything to be there, but just for the satisfaction of opening up your PO box and feeling like an adult. I’ve made the shameful but oh-so-tempting empty-handed walk out of the post office many a time. Naturally, spending so much time there, I’ve noticed some odd things about the building. Continue reading