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...baseball town that has endured 88 Octobers of sunken hopes since its last World Series trophy, October 26 was finally a night fans want to remember. On downtown blocks that usually go dark by 11 p.m., skyscraper lights burned into the wee hours with "Go Sox" signs flashing in their windows. On Michigan Avenue, the city's main drag, cars full of whooping, face-painted fans slowed traffic to a crawl. In the blue-collar Southside Bridgeport neighborhood, Sox home turf, giddy mobs of grown-ups in Sox regalia (a few of whom appeared old enough to have been around...
...things festive, sent the mummy a few weeks ago—to the surprise of her daughter. “We thought we were getting Halloween decorations,” said Wolfson. “Instead, we got a life-size mummy.” The ancient dark green creature’s size does create awkward dorm situations. “We have to give a spiel whenever we bring somebody over, just so they don’t freak out,” said roommate Pearl D. Houghteling ’08 as she eyed the clean...
Only a very small handful of Harvard undergraduates—those whose life paths were complicated enough to necessitate a five-year school vacation—remember the dark ages of this institution’s history. The year 2000 was, in some sense, Harvard’s latest renaissance, at least from the perspective of perpetual snooze-button smashers who never seem to get up in time for class. In that year, Harvard made official its ambition to get lecture videos online.There had been forays into the future before—as far back as 1998, Chem...
Nadine O'Malley, 36, of Hinsdale, Ill., did not simply organize her life through her closet. She realized her fantasies. Spending $50,000, she remade her master-bedroom closets, following photos she had ripped out of Architectural Digest. Her husband Bill's closet now has dark wood, granite counters and custom carpeting (plus a secret passageway to his office). Her closet has mirrored doors, crystal knobs, marble counters and muted shades of creamy beige and icy green, much like a Jimmy Choo shop she adores. "It feels like I'm shopping in a fancy store every day," she says...
Hilles Library I loved. That palace of glass, that heirloom of Radcliffe, eyrie of learning, bastion of browsing, birthdom of our memories, is now left decimated by the faceless hordes of Harvard College, tomes torn up for fancy résumés and paper airplanes. Dark Age gargoyles, awful epigones: Weep, you undergraduates, if you have tears to spill...