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Frats play music. There are frats on Locust. Frats on Locust play music. This seemingly benign circumstance has apparently been a source of disturbance to individuals occupying other buildings in the area, specifically between 36th and 38th Streets. Now, a petition has formed with the goal of banning fraternities from playing loud music during business hours.
This is the best refrigerator costume we've ever seen.
At long last, Penn students can finally obtain the Pittsburgh Starbucks mugs they've been demanding! Yep, we see you hiding among the Philadelphia mugs in the Commons Starbucks. Perhaps you wouldn’t be so conspicuous if you were actually the same color as the others, but for now we shall embrace the state love. Go Pennsylvania.
For those of you who live under a rock, it's Hallo-freakin'-ween. Per usual, we have used our resources to cast our most sacred predictions. Keep your horoscope in mind when getting weird this week, it's for your own good.
Apparently, Philadelphia is dealing with a raccoon problem. Proposed "raccoon management" legislation, intended to protect people bothered by the masked creatures, is opposed by those who argue that the new policy is a form of animal cruelty.
Keep your chins up, young Penn folk! You will get through the soggy weather and prosper, just as you have in the past. Alas, we have compiled our daily forecasts.
As is the long-standing newly established tradition for any campus staple to which we find ourselves waving goodbye, we bring you Requiem: The Day the Phi Di Died.
For all of you video game addicts who realize that adding a bit of exercise to your couch potato routine wouldn't kill you, consider looking into Fitocracy. Fitocracy, started by Penn alumni Brian Wang ('08) and Dick Talens ('08), uses the same concepts behind video game addiction to get people movin' and groovin' to the tune of their own fitness goals.
FLU SHOTS, COME AND GET ‘EM -- 11am-3:30pm today at The ARCH building (36th and Locust).
The stars have aligned and UTB is divinely inspired to deliver today's horoscope. Behold our interpretations.
You were wrong. We've combed through and selected our favorites, compiling a collection chock full of mustaches and people who could afford to spend more time practicing seductive faces in the mirror (Kidding! We're into it). CONTEST ALERT: Captions for photos six and seven are blank so that we can identify our most clever readers of them all. We want funny. Photo 1: "We're using such weird metaphors." Photo 2: "Oh." Photo 3: "We're scared of intimacy." Photo 4: "It will never come again." Photo 5: "You're okay, strobe light." Photo 6: ?????? Photo 7: ??????
If you rolled out of bed this morning and were all "Damn, a hot dog would be just the thing to rouse me from my state of semi-slumber," then trek on over to the unidentified high rise pictured above Rodin for a dream come true, free of charge. There is truly nothing that says good morning like a piece of packaged, processed meat.
Yo freshmen, did you know it was election season? If you dropped the ball because you were too busy flitting around the quad with your new roomie (bff!) or parading all the way to 40th Street for Copa Wednesday, the good news is that you still have one more day to vote. And you should! Because a freshman year without late night dining in Commons, free trips to New York City and NSOver Again would be, well, just like most other Penn class' experiences. Be the change! Vote now until 5 p.m. here.
A clear sign of having made it is when someone exploits your fame in the form of a fake Twitter account. Well, it looks like Senior Class President Jibran Khan is really going places, considering the creation of @jibronikalzoni, a true insider's perspective as to what probably isn't going on in JK's head. This is, like, so relevant to everyone in the entire Twitterverse because now everybody who was ever wondering what it must be like to be the University of Pennsylvania Senior Class President (enticing!) can rejoice in the opportunity to follow his alter-Tweetgo.
In a sad turn of events for Spruce dwelling crack caffeine addicts, it appears that coffee shop Cream & Sugar has closed down (quite contrary to the "We'll Be Returning In November!" assurance on their website). The prime real estate on 40th and Spruce is available for any business looking to cozy up between Nara and University Pinball as a nice intermediary between sake and Skee-Ball, meaning it's gotta be something classy. Stay tuned for updates!
We all recall, that fateful day When FroGro rose in stock. "We've found a means, for all who come-- to buy wine as they shop!"
One of these things is not like the other baked goods. Looks like a fratty patron decided to spontaneously abandon his drink mid-spree, begging the question: does the fact that someone BYO-ed FroGro officially deem it a BYO?
Campus Food, please keep it in your pants. While subtle innuendos can sometimes go a long (hehe!) way, this graphic headline certainly doesn't leave much to the mind - yes, that is a picture of a weiner (hehe!), uh, goin' for it. Congrats, Campus Food, you have officially employed the same marketing tactics as all of the student organizations that make us feel really uncomfortable when they're shouting things on Locust.
Calling all bookworms! The Kelly Writers House (3805 Locust Walk for you freshmen folk) just announced that it will be holding an open house today at 2pm. The afternoon will be complete with poem-making stations (for the aspiring artist), t-shirt "embellishing" (for those who wish they were still in preschool), ice cream (for those who attend these events only for the free food) and a supposedly MASSIVE book sale.