Peirce Hacks: Face Masks

IMG_7995We, Jane Lindstrom and Ellie Melick, are many things. But most of all, we are beauty influencers. We’re  always on the hunt for the Next Big Serum to fix our acne* and our lives. Did we find what we were looking for in Pierce? Keep reading, and decide for yourself.

*Jane wants to point out that she doesn’t get acne but SOME of us do, okay?

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Pacifist Fry Pie Wrestling

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I must confess. I am a simple man. I like blood, guts, and flaky crust. I know what America wants to see. America wants to see senseless violence, intersecting storylines, and pie. I said to the Thrill Editors, I said “I know what the people want” and they said “what do the people want?” and I said, you know what I said, I said “they want to see FryPie. Wrestling.” A voice broke the silence, “What’s a fry pie?”

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10 O’Clock List: People You’ll Find at Old Side Bingo

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Bingo. You’ve heard the name before, I’m sure. It’s a sport that’s not for the faint of heart — a game that involves some elbow grease and a particular skill set. I’m sure I’m not alone when I say my heart skips a beat when I spy a Social Board email in my Inbox inviting me for a night of debauchery.

If you happen to be passing Old Side of Peirce Hall around 8:30 p.m. on a weeknight, you might just think you’re seeing a random mass of humans, but the composition of humans that make up Bingo on a weekend night has some outstanding characters.

Here are just a few of the individuals you’ll meet at Bingo.

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I Drank Out of Bowls For Three Days and Sorry I’m Enlightened Now (But Not Really)

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photo cred: Mollie Greenberg, who would like to say “I think you could associate me with liquids”

Look around you. The world is two big bowls pressed together with a cranberry vinaigrette salad in the middle. Your head is a bowl for the squishy computer we call the brain. Your hands are just flexi-bowls. Eyes? Bowls. Your heart is a bowl for the slippery blood which breaths emotion and heartburn into you. Bowls, even, are fashion (see below).

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We Tried to Contact Philander Chase’s Ghost to Find Out How Disappointed He Is In Us

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When Philander Chase first descended upon this hill and envisioned the academic community of Kenyon College, it was a quiet, reserved space, nearly monastic, where students could quietly and studiously spend years of their lives pondering questions without interruption. A lot has changed since 1824, not least among which is that Kenyon is—well, it would have been to ol’ Phil—big. The small, quiet community of Kenyon has become a land of endless construction and expansion. I feel like this really gets Chase’s goat, and so I spent some time this Halloweekend trying to pierce the ghostly void, reach his spirit, and find out how disappointed he is in us.

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SHOW US YOUR HALLOWEEN COSTUMES AND WIN BIG

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Double, double toil and trouble; fire burn and caldron bubble. Tis’ that time of year where shit gets spooky and Kenyon’s ghosts come out to play. In turn, us Kenyon kids do green jello shots, pee on Mather and of course, dress like some character from a Quentin Tarantino movie. But, no matter if you dressed like Beatrix Kiddo, Mia Wallace, a sexy cat, a hotdog or some meme related something, we want to see it. So, enter the Thrill’s costume contest and show us the best you got! Continue reading