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...Sixteen Candles.” “Pretty in Pink.” “Mean Girls.” There are many interpretations of high school life. For whatever reason, though, most stories about college tend to be full of one-sided, hard-partying characters. Zoe R.N. Sarnak ’09, writer and composer of new musical “The Quad”—which opened in the Loeb Ex last night and will run until this Saturday—has taken it upon herself to rectify this one-sidedness...
Spring in Boston means one thing: baseball season. For non-natives, the Red Sox game ritual is a pre-graduation rite of passage. Don’t know how it works? Here’s a guide for Fenway Park first-timers who want to avoid looking like a pink hat (in baseball speak: a fair-weather poser Sox fan). First of all, anyone who goes to a game at Fenway should know some basic Sox history. Founded in 1901, the Boston Red Sox enjoyed several World Series Titles during their early years. After an 86-year dry period under...
...more clear that the gender issues Aristophanes explored in 411 B.C. persist through multiple millennia. The Loeb Experimental Theatre was transformed into a gritty, graffiti-laden dungeon, and the women wore costumes applicable to a number of female archetypes—the blouse and pearls of a housewife, the pink sundress of a Southern belle, the sequined mini-dress of a hooker. Lysistrata (Olivia J. Jampol ’09), stomping around in a black mini-skirt, black boots, and a leopard-print jacket, was convincing as a galvanizing force and militant feminist. After the male politicians and military officers...
...Just listen to Bob Marley or Pink Floyd. There's plenty of excellent stoner jams out there. Ever hear of Radiohead? Expand your mind, man. Maybe look into some of these playlists...
...skin and left it dangling at her knees. Her breasts were medium, I’d say, bigger than mine, but so high and round they barely had any shape. There weren’t any folds where they fell, they just sat, and her nipples were light pink and darted out with stretch marks like miniature suns...