Earlier this year, we exercised your eyes by having you find Philander Chase. But really, it’s pretty unlikely that you’ll ever be in a situation where you need to find him in a crowd. Josh Radnor, however, could be lurking on campus at any time. It’s important to keep your Josh-spotting skills in tune, so practice finding the elusive Mr. Radnor in the pictures below.
Creeping on computer screens in campus-wide study spots has led us to believe that there’s a negative correlation with days left before break and homework completed. Fear not, The Thrill has stepped in once again to aid your pre-Thanksgiving procrastination. Chase away your despair and find Kenyon’s founder as he philanders with staff and students during some major events this year.
“Kokosing Farewell” has fermatas, guys. Can’t forget about the fermatas.
We all get it, the First-Year Sing is an important tradition that we hold dear at Kenyon. There is clearly something more important and pressing here though that we can’t forget: the two-mile long line to eat immediately after the sing is one of the most soul-crushing endeavors you will face as a part of your Kenyon experience. There are a couple of helpful hints though for getting food in a reasonable amount of time.
If you’re an upperclassman, you should show up to First-Year Sing because it’s vitally important that we all turn out to
heckle the Class of 2016 mercilessly officially welcome the Class of 2016 into the Kenyon family (and heckle ’em just a tiny little bit… but be nice, kids).
If you’re a first year, you should show up to First-Year Sing because it’s the only part of Orientation you’re actually going to remember, and you’ll never forgive yourself if you skip it. It will be way harder for you to weep disconsolately at Senior Sing if you don’t participate today.
Either way: 5:30 p.m. on the steps of Rosse (rehearsal inside Rosse at 5:00).
Plus, the Sing will be immediately followed by the All-College Local Foods Picnic on Ransom Lawn, a.k.a. “the dinner where 1,500 people rush madly for pasta salad and you’re just like, ‘fuck it, let’s go to Ruby Tuesday.'”