The Monday Catchup

Family weekend. Always *such* a treat here at Clown College: College for Clowns. This campus truly transforms with the influx of capital-A-Adults. The traffic patterns in Peirce somehow manage to get worse. You can’t get Wiggins. You can’t get a parking spot. You can’t get into Ascension without weaving around middle aged women marveling at the architecture. You can’t get a seat at an acapella concert (?!?!). You can’t even get into your scheduled office hours without having to wait for some parents to finish talking to the professor who hasn’t had their kid in class since Quest for Justice, 3 years ago. And of course, it’s prime time for anything that needs an audience. Nothing like a full audience of people who may or may not have any opinion on whatever they just saw, other than “well that was fun!” or, “my, that was sad.”

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Where was it said: The Kokes Concert or in Bed?


Nothing gets Kenyon going quite like a Kokosingers performance. In fact, nothing gets the Kokes going quite like a Kokosingers performance. With a tag line like “Kenyon’s oldest, premiere, all-male acapella group,” we expect nothing less than perfection. They serve it up, and amidst all the music things get a little saucy on stage. So put on your blazers, warm up your vocal cords, and snap your fingers to see if you can figure out: Where was it said, The Kokes Concert or in Bed?

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