Word: pit
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Above all, sexuality has to do with intimacy, especially physical intimacy, and military service can be intensely intimate. Troops share dorm rooms and showers in peacetime and pit latrines in battle. Says Naval Reserve Lieut. Commander Dave Frey of Chicago: "You may be at sea for 90 days. If people are looking over their shoulder wondering, 'What is the other person in the berth or shower thinking about me?' the potential for problems is great...
...moral of the story? There are two. One is that you really won't meet people at your own party, especially if you're pretending to be responsible. The other, more important moral is that with a little innovation, three common dorm rooms can be transformed into a steaming pit of hedonistic recreation; just add Harvard students and stir. I am hopeful that a few prospective partythrowers are reading this article right now, and have been inspired to plan their own daring soiree. In the meantime, be on the lookout for our next event--bigger, better, and more refulgent than...
...Into the Woods, Stephen Sondheim's musical valentine to the Grimm Brothers' fairy tales. The competent cast does a good job with the funnier first act. But especially in the inherently weaker second act, the actors too often seem lost in pro forma direction and overwhelmed by the pit orchestra from hell. There are saving graces--the well designed set and scene-stealing cow are two examples--but John Weinstein's production of Into the Woods, while polished and charming, is basically shallow...
...badly. After a few minutes, Gene reappeared, holding his acoustic guitar, and began to play the ballad "Birthday Boy." We were swaying. Somebody held up a lighter. Then Gene stopped. "Shit, I forgot how this part goes. Oh, man." He tried a few chords. "Damn." Somebody from the pit climbed up on stage to help him figure it out, but it didn't work. "Anything else you wanna hear?" he said sheepishly...
Then Dean came back out, holding a beer. He tried to show Gene what to do, but their second attempt at "Birthday Boy" didn't work, either. So they exploded into the Beastie-Boys-flavored "Old Queen Cole," instead, and the little pit roiled with renewed frenzy. They closed the encore, in proper arena-rock tradition, with a slow number. In this case, it was "Puffy Cloud," and Gene led us all in a sing-along. "Drift away on a puffy cloud/ go away on a puffy cloud," we sang. "My brain is dead from too much pot/ 'Cause Dean...