Shh, It's A Secret Cinema
(09/20/11 5:34pm)
Because you like old movies. Because you still reminisce on that one time you spent the night in a museum as a budding young brownie/cub scout. Because free things are the shit.
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Because you like old movies. Because you still reminisce on that one time you spent the night in a museum as a budding young brownie/cub scout. Because free things are the shit.
Spotted around campus this morning was a lovely chunk of what we assume can only be some sort of hair (and/or hair ball). Anybody need a faux tail for the day? Trying to grow a beard but just can't make it happen? This is your chance to shine! Hurry over to 41st and Locust before some other lucky dog snatches it up.
What are you doing this hump day from 12-2 p.m.? If your response was, 'what is class, Alex?' you can go away (but props on that delivery). If, on the other hand, your response was something along the lines of, 'um...' then keep reading! You are the millionth visitor and have won $999,999!!!
Have you ever been torn between Pilates and piña coladas? Stuck in a mental war with weights and whiskey? Don't know whether you want down dog or Dogfish Head? Annoying alliteration aside (ha ha), ignoring the Ivy League guilt of productivity--both academically and physically--for the sake of happy hour can be difficult. However, a recent study could make that choice much easier.
Though we prefer trolling the Missed Connections, sometimes Craigslist is useful for other things (ninjas and replacing the silverware you stole from Commons and accidentally threw away, mostly). And sometimes it's just super creepy (see next paragraph).
If you (like us) looked at this title and were all, "wtaf is a jawn?" you're not alone. According to the most reliable source ever, "jawn" is a word created by Philadelphians to replace the name of any "thing" they can't remember. Examples of words jawn can replace: bar, store, song, your grandma's dead cat, genital warts, etc.
If you've been in Philadelphia for longer than 20 seconds, there's a good chance you've come in contact with at least one restaurant serving cheesesteaks. As the city's unofficial mascot, cheesesteaks represent the ultimate unifying experience: entering your chosen place of fine whiz dining as a farewell to your juice cleanse, waiting in a line full of people checking their email for the 30th time this hour and the climactic moment when the cashier, your new best friend, hands over that hot, foil-wrapped ticket to heaven. Think it can't get any better? Think again.
Word's out that this Dunkin' Donuts truck overturned around 5:00 a.m. at 30th Street Station. Were any of you there? Snag some free munchkins? Let us know!
Soup. One word, so many possibilities. So many possibilities that have yet to grace our campus' premises, that is. Between Houston's over-creamed, undersexed rendition of Corn Chowder (which is sadly delicious for those very reasons) and Quiznos' lukewarm chili, something's missing that not even an endless loop of Soup Nazi jokes can amend. But wait! Not anymore (maybe).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Iu2cDdQGS4&feature=player_embedded
Philadelphia Gets Its First Parklet-- And it's kind of a big deal. Let us know if you go to the ribbon cutting ceremony or find out what a parklet is.
It's hard to ignore the cat craze phenomenon currently sweeping the nation; from youtube to tumblr to your one friend who's taken it upon herself to become a cat lady because all of a sudden it's haute couture, felines are totally dominating.
Hey, Seniors: have you been dreaming about the opportunity to get on a boat, travel to Europe and shmooze with some of the world's greatest political leader(s' relatives)? Do you want to skip the hassle of reading days and forget those last few finals before you enter *vomit* reality? Well then, have we got the oddly specific Penn-centric event for you.
Allegro's, University City Beverage, that one girl with a car in your freshman writing seminar you talked to once: these are the prime resources in the Land of Beer-Me Now. And they're great. But, like that late night Taco Bell run to fill the void you didn't know was there, Local 44 is here to save the day.
Remember those seven crackberries you accidentally threw on the ground puked on lost over the course of Fling? How about that camera you swore was in your purse but somehow got abducted by an invisible force of nature (definitely not your fault)? Though you've long since progressed through the five stages of grief (denial, anger, bargaining, depression and begging your parents for a new one), a nearby warehouse may still be holding your lost items hostage.
With National Kissing Day long gone and National Walk of Shame Day not for another week, there's a hole in our hearts where another patriotically offbeat reason to do something ridiculous should be. Enter--National Hot Dog Day.
Grab 599 of your closest friends, some cheap beer and get ready to party--there's a new music venue in town, and it kind of looks really freaking awesome.
We've all seen(/have been) that kid: you know, the one in Wawa wearing sunglasses to hide his bloodshot eyes, wondering, "shit, do I want the BBQ chips or the mint mocha milkshake?" and dripping buffalo sauce all over his Sperry's. And as long as he's not carrying any pot on him, hey, rock on bro--you're totally legal. However, a recently implemented Philadelphia program has eased up even more on marijuana, giving us hella reasons to celebrate (and pretend we're cool enough to say 'hella').
Don't forget-- the Vendy Awards, aka battle of the food trucks, is this Saturday from 3-7 p.m. Check out this list (ugh, we know) of who's got the best and worst odds of winning, and let us know what you think!
Self-improvement has never been FroGro's thing. And, hell, we can't blame her: what with quality booze, to-die-for ham sales and Burt Reynolds (hairy beef...), what's not to love? As if that's not enough for every 20 year old too lazy to trek to Trader Joe's, Lady GroGro just had to one up herself.