Word: heapings
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...individual Harvard organizations.Greg M. Schmidt ’06, former president of the Harvard Democrats, started a blog before the 2004-2005 UC presidential election that received 5,000 hits per day during the election. Two of these Harvard-specific blogs have risen to the top of the heap over the past year. Cambridge Common, created in April 2005, has seven main contributors who regularly post with generally-liberal commentary on campus issues from Larry Summers to the Mission Hill After-School Program.Team Zebra—which began as a chronicle of its founders’ quest to bring...
...break from the intense Harvard atmosphere once in a while. Also, when you’re hungry late at night, with the help of a shovel and rubber gloves, you will always be able to find some three-week-old pizza keeping warm in the middle of the compost heap. So no matter who you decide to share your residential life with, you will adjust to the new environment and enjoy the many benefits that your blockmates have to offer. In looking at potential blockmates, don’t look at their apparent “faults” because...
...clipped the corner of the building, coming to a stop partially wedged in the wall and nestled in the adjacent shrubbery. According to the owner of the car, Richard Palmer of Framingham, Mass., “the [valet] said the car kept accelerating.” Other than a heap of wooden fence debris and a dislodged window screen, the damage was concentrated around the 10-foot tall gash where the car penetrated the building. “At first I heard the squeal of tires,” said Scherer, who was on the second floor of the library...
...apparatus and unceasing propaganda that seeks to paint the United States as the “Great Satan.” The United States can benefit from this opposition and do the people of Iran a service by helping ease its current regime onto history’s ash heap, but not if it remains dogmatically wedded to the current program of negotiations...
...fine grit that tastes metallic to the tongue. Everyone's life story is out on the curb, soaked and stinky--furniture and clothing, dishes and rotting drywall, even formerly fabulous antiques. Dump trucks come periodically to remove the piles, taking some to a former city park, now a heap of rubbish several football fields long, towering above the head. The smell is sweet, horrific...