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Stephen Starr, the restaurateur and Philly microcelebrity, will appear in next Wednesday's episode of Top Chef. Watch him cough with his signature sangfroid in this preview at Bravo's website! May we suggest a viewing party at Pod? Maybe we can get them to put something other than Sailor Moon on those TV screens for once.
NBC News 10 tells us that Atlantic City Police have arrested Daniel Tyce, a man who had been posing as a female veterinarian and running an illegal animal shelter in South Jersey:
Writers House, the loveable Locust Walk hippie commune masquerading as a campus hub for writers, recently launched 6-POEM, a phone number you can dial whenever there's a poetry emergency, e.g. "Hello, operator? I need some Elizabeth Bishop, stat!" You can also call in non-emergency situations: 215-746-POEM.
We wonder how much HBO paid for this spectacular display of Locust Walk advertising.
Change! It's everywhere. In addition to new classes, a new president and a newly atrocious stock portfolio, you now have two new UTB editors. Say a big hello to Jessica Goldstein and Lauren Lipsay, the associate editors that will be helping your faithful UTB editor steer this here ship. Jess and Lauren are both sophomore Street veterans--Jess used to be a Guides editor, and Lauren was an Ego editor. Trust us, they're fabulous, and we can't wait for them to start blogging up a storm.
We interrupt your regularly scheduled last day of freedom to bring you this crucial piece of news: this coming Thursday is free burrito day at Chipotle! As we previously reported, Chipotle already looks like it's open for business, but Thursday will be the official opening celebration. Is this not more thrilling and glorious than next week's presidential inaugeration? After all, when has Obama ever promised to physically feed us? Chipotle is even throwing in drinks, per the press release:
Burrito enthusiasts, take note: as we were rolling back onto campus this evening, we whizzed by the newly opened Chipotle Mexican Grill in the Radian. Not only does Qdoba have some serious competition, but now the classic facebook group "Holy Shit the Closest Chipotle To Penn Is 69.28 Miles" is officially obsolete.
Philly native and proud papa to a Penn sophomore, Chris Matthews won't challenge Arlen Spector for his senate seat next year, the New York Times reports. (And the story was reported by the NYT's television biz reporter rather than someone from the politics desk, MediaLOL.) Whether Matthews was ever seriously considering a run is still unclear: though his ego is certainly large enough to give birth to delusions of granduer and a "political calling," he may just have been playing "hardball" (heh) with NBC execs to get his contract renewed. See ya at Parents' Weekend '09, Mr. Matthews!
Once upon a time, a super-cool New York-y little bookshop had to close and everyone was wistful and sad about it. No, we're not talking about our favorite movie, You've Got Mail--NYC literary landmark Gotham Book Mart shut its doors in 2007. The Inquirer and the New York Times are now reporting that the store's enviable book collection has been donated to Penn. Highlights of the collection include Truman Capote's and Anais Nin's personal libraries; Allen Ginsburg worked there and Jackie O. shopped there. Which is to say, it sounds like it was a very cool little shop.
Happy new year! We're either about 20 hours late on this, or we opted to hold off calling the new year until the majority of precincts were reporting, CNN-style. Either way, a happy and a healthy to you and yours. Instead of looking backwards, we're looking ahead to Spring '09, which begins in just two short weeks! Or less than that, actually. But still way later than the Obama girls, who report to Sidwell Friends on Monday. (Suckers.)
*Trumpet sounds* UTB continues our celebration of winter break with the return of our intermittent book club! Today's selection is College Girl by Patricia Weitz.
Snow blanketed the eastern seaboard yesterday, and despite the picturesque quality it lent to our homecoming, today we find ourselves still snowed in and thus unable to partake in our favorite winter break activities: visiting the mall. Luckily, our internet connection is working and amazon.com is almost as good as the real thing. What follows is a last-minute holiday gift guide, conveniently featuring items that can be purchased online and shipped to you by December 24th. (We're leaving out the gift suggestions that have already been posted about. And if you're wondering whether "holiday gift guide" is a label that's being used to mask the fact that this is really just a list of stuff your editor wants, well...so be it.)
Someone forwarded us this message from a Penn undergrad who shall remain nameless:
A friendly tipster e-mailed us the other day with a note about the male restrooms in Rosengarten. Most Street editors are female, so it was news to us that Penn's fundraising efforts even extend to sponsoring individual urinals. Yep, some of the urinals have plaques above them--one reads "The relief you are now experiencing is made possible by a gift from Michael Zinman."
Our admiration for New York Magazine is well-documented, and when that fondness combines with a topic we are also have a keen interest in (binge drinking), we sit up and take notice. This week's magazine contains a thought-provoking feature on women, especially young women, and their drinking habits. Its thesis certainly gels with what we observe on campus on a regular basis: ladies love their drinks. And we don't necessarily begrudge social drinking, but on the other hand, we do worry about the larger implications of it. To wit:
Big ups to everyone else who's traded daylight for fluorescent library light this weekend. Somewhere among those throngs is your UTB editor! As we we sit here pitying ourselves, it occurred to us that we have transgressed some sort of finals line of demarcation and found ourselves behaving in ways that, in our day-to-day lives, we would consider heinous. Here's a little cheat sheet for recalibrating your personal code of ethics:
Have you always wanted to be one of those girls who yells "Vagina!" on Locust Walk? Well, you can do that of your own accord regardless of your gender or extracurricular affiliation, but if you're a girl and you become part of Penn V-Day, you'll be yelling about vaginas in good company.
We are saddened to report that today's issue of Street (the joke issue!) is the last one of the semester. But luckily it's a good one! Contrary to what some people with poor reading comprehension skills think, Street is not a joke every week — it is funny, yes, but our interviews, reviews, and features are all REAL. Except for this week. Ahem. So now that we've gotten that out of the way, feast your eyes on Street U., our state school alter ego.
Your campus media critic returns, this time with a thoughtful rumination on the fall issue of Penn's food magazine, Penn Appetit.
You may or may not have noticed that your UTB editor has been slightly less, well, around lately. We apologize--it's the last week of classes and we have been forced to redirect our ADD away from this blog and towards our coursework. It effing sucks. But you know what else sucks? The fact that, no matter whether we're in an advanced 20th century poetry seminar or some crappy intro course to fulfill the society requirement, our classmates never fail to pepper our professors with the exact same series of inane questions about final papers. Herewith, a field guide: