Well, it’s happened. The big fall weekend has come and gone, the fire has been touched, the miles have been run. And the late night Read more>>
This is the third week of Dartmouth Admissions and I have effectively run through my list of people who owe me favors. So I've become that crazy person Read more>>
Food Day is coming to Dartmouth! Throughout this week there will be thought-provoking speakers, delicious local food and celebrations for students, staff and faculty to Read more>>
Well, it’s happened. The big fall weekend has come and gone, the fire has been touched, the miles have been run. And the late night texts have been sent. We’ve found some of your best texts amid the Homecoming frolicking and although the weekend is over, the texts will live on (even if you don’t remember them).
The perils of Late Night Collis.
415: Drunk for Dumplings, no DBA
415: Hey that rhymed
When does the networking end? (Hint: it doesn’t)
617: I’ll actually try to wingman though the fact that I shadowed his father for a day and am connected with him on linkedin might be hard to suppress
617: Just subtly punch me in the face if I seem like I’m about to bring it up
The real meaning of anarchy.
603: cocoa butter kisses
Precaution taken to the next level.
603: Walked my bike because I didn’t want a DUI
DroCo is the only way to FoCo.
443: wait nvm. you probably don’t want dinner with drunk me
443: unless you do
The futile apologies of late-night munchies.
252: I ate so much of ur bread last night I’m sorry
Portsmouth, England. Oct. 17, 1714, 8:00 p.m. My time machine is finally complete! Now I must travel 300 years into the future to discover a cure for the smallpox that has been plaguing the village. I need to do so quickly — this thunderstorm is growing bigger as we speak. I have the date and location programmed into the machine. I will write again from the future. A grassy field, Portsmouth, England. Oct. 17, 2014, 8:00 p.m. It worked! I barely made it away though; a tree branch came flying through the window and hit the controllers right before I left, but it didn’t seem to have affected anything. Portsmouth has changed quite a bit in 300 years, however. I am now standing on the edge of a grassy field, and a large wooden structure with the number 18 on its top is in the center of the field. People walk around me, some alone, some in small groups. Many are wearing green shirts with the number 18 on the front. While they all speak English, they do so with a strange accent I have never heard before. But no matter, I’ll just turn off the time machine and then go find the cure. A grassy field,… Read more »
This is the third week of Dartmouth Admissions and I have effectively run through my list of people who owe me favors. So I’ve become that crazy person standing outside the admissions building yelling at people innocently trying to get lunch at Collis to “COME ADMIT SOMETHING TO ME.” Let me tell you, sounding like a crazy person is exhausting.
From what I can tell from heckling, the Dartmouth community is either comprised of: a. immensely self-confident people who truly are too proud of everything they have done to “not be able to remember anything embarrassing,” or b. a bunch of liars. I guess there is the ever-possible c. people who don’t enjoy telling their deepest secrets to strangers. That being said, while writing this article, I have met some incredible people who were unafraid to admit to hysterical things.
This weekend was Homecoming, a time filled with alums, students pretending to care about football, pong (real pong, not that root nonsense in the Mindy Project this week) and of course running laps around a giant fire. So I hope you went out, had fun, got a little crazy; you can always admit to me later this week.
All photos by Grace Miller, The Dartmouth… Read more »
Colors of the world, SPICE UP YOUR LIFE! Every boy and girl, SPICE UP YOUR LIFE! People of the world, SPICE UP YOUR LIFE! JK, JK. As much as I’d love to write a story on Posh Spice’s role in revolutionizing contemporary music and fashion (She revamped the skinny-mini leather skirt and A-line bob cut, HELLO!), this story is about a different spice — pumpkin spice, to be exact. Believe it or not, this weekend was my first time experiencing the autumnal phenomenon that is the pumpkin spice latte. Like most people, I imagined the drink was made exclusive to the post-modern warrior. You know, that person who enjoys drinking a pumpkin latte without any actual pumpkin content because it somehow represents millennial existentialism and disillusionment with the patriarchy … or something like that. So this drink’s media rap had me a little like: Anyway, I was still curious to see if the “PSL” lived up to its celebrity name. So I did some digging, and by digging I mean drinking every pumpkin-flavored tea/coffee in Hanover and praying I came out of it with my dignity (and small intestine) intact. King Arthur Flour So with a smile on my face… Read more »
Food Day is coming to Dartmouth! Throughout this week there will be thought-provoking speakers, delicious local food and celebrations for students, staff and faculty to enjoy. Food Day began four years ago as a way to reflect on the intertwining aspects of food, and this year Dartmouth has greatly expanded its programming. College nutritionists Beth Rosenberger and K.C. Wright have been at the forefront of the Food Day initiative. The events aim to get different sectors of campus thinking about food processes, Wright said, so that the average student will “think a little bit about what they are eating.” The widespread nature of factory farms is one example of something more people could be conscious of, she said. Going forward, Wright’s aim is to make these types of events more of an everyday occurrence, with Food Day serving as a starting point for campus involvement and enthusiasm about food issues. Eventually, Wright would like to see people “gradually making more healthy choices with respect to food,” she said, as well as an increased inclusion of food-related issues in academic curricula. Here are a few of the highlights planned for Food Day: Monday, Oct. 20: 3 p.m., Apple Crunch It’s apple… Read more »
Happy Homecoming everyone! What better way to celebrate this wonderful weekend than with an exciting French Fry Bonfire straight from FoCo? This week’s dessert is French fries topped with “the fire” – no, it is not spicy, nor is it the predictable ketchup-mustard combo. This is a dessert fire, if you will—a sweet and creamy concoction of vanilla soft serve, orange soda and (since it is fall) a touch of pumpkin ice cream. This week’s dessert, unlike last week’s Apple Burger, is incredibly easy to replicate. Step 1: Grab a handful of fries, around 20 or so, from the grill station. If you want to make a giant bonfire, by all means go for it; this dessert is intended to serve one to two people (also unlike most of my other dessert creations — woohoo!). Step 2: Stack fries “log cabin” style — two parallel French fries to start the first layer, then another pair of French fries on top as another “story.” The second pair is perpendicular to the first “story.” Use longer French fries at the bottom of the bonfire, and shorter ones toward the top. Step 3: Mix vanilla soft serve (or ice cream — it’s just a preference thing… Read more »