Word: jersey
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...there's the minifridge. Is this caramel? Moose blood? I have no idea. But when I miraculously scrub it clean, all Senator Jon Tester notices is the Heineken minikeg in the garbage. In Montana, he explains, you don't throw away beer, even on office-moving day. In New Jersey, I tell him, you get pizza and beer when you help someone move. In Montana, I learn, people don't take obvious hints...
...mall, then you wouldn’t find it here… in a town that only existed so you could make a few purchases on your way to somewhere else.” Fuerst’s description of setting and time—suburban New Jersey in the 1980s—is vivid, funny, and authentic. The author, who spent his teenage years in the Garden State, depicts the monotony and claustrophobia of humid August days with such proficiency that it is easy to understand Genie’s excitement over the case of the retirement home graffiti...
...thing. But is it? In society at large, nerds are law-abiding, caring, fundamentally good folk who keep the wheels of civilization grinding. But do we need them at Harvard? Should we start nerd affirmative action programs to ensure that candidates with prefrontal cortexes the size of New Jersey are not being disserved by Harvard’s insistence on extracurricular achievement...
...less other stuff there is to do in town, the more you’re going to just sit around and drink and party, so I’m going to say Princeton probably had more fun than we did, just by virtue of being in Princeton, New Jersey. My impression is that Brown and Dartmouth also have a lot more fun just because it’s kind of the culture they’ve got. Harvard has a particular history of clamping down on anything resembling fun. But it’s gotten a lot better. 6.FM...
...staircase. For these climbers, today is one of the most crucial exams of a Harvard career—and there’s no curve. Alexander F. Carmichaels III ’12, for instance, had been studying for this trial since just after Thanksgiving break. I spotted the Jersey-native sipping a latte near the magazine racks in the café, surrounded by a cadre of 2012’s most well heeled aspiring final clubbers. But rumor has it he hadn’t always been in such bourgeois company. “I hear he only wore...