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Let’s face it, you go to The Game to drink, not to see what New Haven has to offer. But should you sober up for a moment or should an unexpected case of drunk munchies hit you, consider eating at some of these places. New Haven may have low academic standards, but it does have excellent food...

Author: By Steven A. Mcdonald, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Activity Activity | 11/16/2005 | See Source »

What? The tailgate shuts down after the second quarter? I can’t hear you. I’m so drunk I have lost auditory sensation. 1 bottle Gatorade 1 patch of grass, for pouring out half of Gatorade 1 part rest of Gatorade 1 part Vodka/Rum/Everclear/Sprite Zero—in your drunken stupor it’ll all be the same...

Author: By FM Staff | Title: Drinky Drink | 11/16/2005 | See Source »

More than anything, though, I love this place because of my friends. I was having a tough time trying to articulate what exactly it is about them I love, until one of them said, “If you want to express yourself, try getting drunk. That helped me tonight, I put back a few and let it all out. Felt pretty good.” And then it was perfectly clear. These are the kids I can always count on for solid advice, solicited or otherwise. They are my inspiration and my role models. I’ve laughed...

Author: By Theodore E. Chestnut, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: No. 9: The Bartley’s Smell | 11/16/2005 | See Source »

Final clubs are an intoxicating experience. Since the start of freshman year, they have kept me drunk: drunk with enough alcohol to kill a small country, but also drunk with a sad sense of social elitism. Despite many moral misgivings, however, I still find myself—now a senior—standing at their doorsteps and date events, indulging my guilty pleasure. I keep going because I lack a clear conviction as to why I should not.I often feel that I operate in two different worlds here at Harvard. In one, I find my favorite classmates and closest friends...

Author: By Morgan R. Grice, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Guest of Honor? | 11/9/2005 | See Source »

...much subtler tale. The Whale Caller (his real name is ignored) has retired from itinerant laboring to Hermanus, a pleasant tourist mecca on the Cape, where he spends his days blowing a kelp horn to attract whales for his own amusement. Then Saluni, the alluring, tempestuous town drunk, moves into his shack, curbs her boozing and tries to civilize his slovenly bachelor ways. But she soon grows jealous of a migrating female that the Whale Caller spends hours serenading. "That stupid fish has castrated you," Saluni howls. It's a mammal, he corrects, ineffectually. This improbable triangle ripens gently until...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Still Enough Wrongs To Write | 11/6/2005 | See Source »

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