Earlier this week, I played a fun game. Basically, I sat on the Green and I guessed which Dartmouth students were headed to the Career Fair. The final score of this “game” was something like 100 to 3 (The SAEs really threw off my game). More »
Stress levels among Dartmouth seniors reached manic proportions this week as the annual Career Fair kicked off only days before the LSATs and GMATs. Students who have been delaying thoughts of life outside the Dartmouth bubble were suddenly confronted with an army of seniors in er’s shirts and pencil skirts. Suddenly, seniors who had never considered recruiting felt compelled to spray their resumes at employers like out-of-control fire hoses. More »
We all know the reputation of the average college athlete: these men enjoy the weight room and banging hot chicks. But, what about ex-athletes? They, too, enjoy the weight room and banging hot chicks, though with a slightly slower heart-rate recovery time. More »
Somewhere deep in the bowels of the Hop, a studio art major is getting annoyed at the flautist on the other side of the wall. On a bus bound for Penn, the Big Green offensive line is discussing the best way to ensure open running lanes in tomorrow’s Ivy League opener game. A freshman in Bissell is strumming the guitar he bought to impress and woo ladies. The Collis chefs are testing a new ingredient in their gluten-free chocolate pumpkin berry crunch brownies. More »
“Did you know at Alpha Chi, you can play pong with BEER?!” - ‘10 Girl to another ‘10 Girl while watching water pong at Alpha Theta More »
Hello friends! I thought for a good deal of time about what I wanted to do in this first column. At first I tried being funny. A few hours later all I had to show was a wastebasket full of crumpled-up laptops, and the crushing realization that I will be going to law school next year. Undeterred, I decided to give “contemplative” a shot, and was devastated to find that my thinking cap had been decimated by moth-damage after being in storage since high school and had some residual vom-stains left over from Freshman Green Key. So I asked my friend(s) for help. More »
Life is hard. Lists are easy. Oversimplification is not only fun, but fashionable. (What’s your Google rank?) With that, I present the first edition of Dartmouth Listed. More »
My roommate calls me “The Squid.” I don’t mind the nickname because I think it makes me sound like some badass super-villain. Unfortunately, the only thing close to a super-power that I have is an amazing ability to single-handedly destroy everything that crosses my path with misplaced blots of “Pilot Precise” pen ink. Not a very badass power. More »
After watching the leading ladies from “Sex and the City” continuously go out on Sunday mornings for, as they would say, a fabulous breakfast, I couldn’t help but wonder where to find the best breakfast place in the Upper Valley. Yes, Lou’s is great. And Home Plate’s brunch isn’t bad either. But I was on a quest for some seriously good pancakes. I’m talking about pancakes that are light and fluffy, with real Vermont maple syrup that doesn’t carry Lou’s $1.50 extra charge. More »
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