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:
Harry Potter Day was fun, and it got me thinking about other ways to celebrate literature in culinary form, so here are some suggestions I have:
Another week has gone by already? It’s almost hard to believe. For me, the past week has faded into a blur of reading about political theory, meticulously creating Spotify playlists that only I will ever listen to, and lying on the floor. My failing memory, in this sense, doesn’t put me in the best position to catch you all up. But never fear! I have enlisted some of my friends to share a highlight of their week.Continue reading
Walking into Peirce the first week after break, something felt off. Something had changed, but what was it? Throughout dinner that night, no one said a word, too preoccupied with the cause of this malaise– the sudden disappearance of the speed bumps that once surrounded Peirce. So what happened to them? As Kenyon’s top investigative journal since 1824, The Thrill strives to enlighten the student body with the truth, so we were on the case to solve this mystery.
The Thrill‘s intrepid new journalists take on the annual Peircegiving feast for the very first time.
Most of the time we try to keep it light-hearted over here at The Thrill, but I feel that now is the time of year to get real with our emotions. It’s Peircegiving time. The time of year when we hold our friends and their friends close, and tell everyone just how Peirceful we are for one another. In the spirit of the season, I’d like to give Peirces for just a few of the great many things that I am blessed to have in my life this Peircegiving time. Continue reading
The year was 1621 when those from Old side and those from New side came together for their first Peircegiving. Old siders brought the blue Powerade. New siders brought their freshly bleached hair, the color of maize. Continue reading