You know the scene: It’s a Saturday night. You and your friends have just finished gorging on some Dominos cheesy bread after a night of hitting up a random all-campus followed by some NCA-hopping. You and your friend are the last two survivors at 3 AM when everyone’s gone to sleep, hiding out in the common room as both of your roommates are asleep. It is my theory the deepest of conversations happen past midnight, but that’s kind of hard to accomplish when so many weird beings pass through the common room in a drunken stupor. Here are some freaky things I’ve overheard or seen in the common room at 3 AM.Continue reading
Remember the wonderful event that everyone yelled at me for doing last semester? Well, this time it was for a Good Cause, not just because I was cold. I’m not that much of a continuous dumbass.
The Domino’s man looked lonely.
The night of PEEPs Halloween, I made my way out of Old Kenyon and through the crowd of smoke and people into the mostly empty parking lot beside the building. I was still a little bit disoriented, my ears were ringing and my glasses were still fogged a bit, and in my efforts to try and find the direction of Middle Path from the back of Old K, I saw the glow of the Domino’s sign on top of a delivery car. I went up to the pizza guy, and I made sure that he wasn’t white. If he was, I would’ve completely abandoned this idea, but he wasn’t, so I soldiered on.
It’s time to face the facts: we only have five days left in the semester at this place we’ve called “home” for the past couple of months. I for one am excited about returning to my place of birth, but here are some tips for those of you about to experience culture shock after Kenyon kicks us out. Continue reading
As if the graveyard of empty pizza boxes I store underneath my XL twin bed frame needed any new corpses, Domino’s has finally decided to jump on the K-Card bandwagon. Beginning right the heck now, you can order hot, fresh, flavor-blasted Domino’s pizzas (cooked especially for you in the corporation’s Mount Vernon location) using that weird plastic rectangle you scan on your dorm’s card reader each and every night.
The steps to achieve Domino’s-Induced PizzaBliss™ were sent out via email earlier today. According to Mark Kohlman, the process goes a little something like this:
1. Enter your address2. Select your desired food items3. Go to Checkoutthe next couple of steps are critical4. Enter your K-card # in the box labeled: DELIVERY INSTRUCTIONS5. Select Payment Information: PAY WITH CASH UPON DELIVERY (you won’t have to pay with cash upon delivery if you entered you K-card # as instructed in #4.6. Select Place Order7. Wait8. Enjoy your food
We like to stay pretty competitive here at The Thrill, and a Blog Off is one way we can definitively prove that one of us is objectively a better blogger (dare we say, a better person). So we leave it to you, the reader, to decide in a blind taste test who is really better as we square off on various topics. This time around, we have Gracie Potter ‘17 and Natasha Preston ‘17, two juniors battling it out RE: Papa John’s vs. Domino’s. Who will come out on top? Only you can decide.
Let’s take a page out of Huey Lewis and the News’s book and go “back in ti-eeem.” You’re hosting your first real sleepover, a thoroughly carpeted affair involving karaoke, board games and the heavy scent of Smacker’s flavored lip gloss. Your parents are in rare form; they haven’t bothered you since they whisked away your friends’ boots and coats and returned with a full bowl of Lay’s sour cream and onion chips. Your friends have already marvelled at your finished basement, and they’ve chosen their respective sleeping territories without kicking up much of a fuss in the process. This is going great, your tiny, pea-sized tweenage brain thinks. I could really be somebody after this.