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...Trini” Abraham ’06 said. “We’re going to have clean fun: no alcohol and no seven minutes in the closet.” The night started out casually—the Mather House Council provided popcorn, candy and hot chocolate. A group of students played Trivial Pursuit in the back of the dining hall. And at midnight, the council paid for taxis to shuttle students to IHOP. Alas, no students actually slept over in the dining hall, but Jones said that hadn’t been the intention...
...BUCKETS, BIGGER BELLIES A Cornell University study shows that big portion sizes make even unappetizing food disappear. Moviegoers served large tubs of two-week-old popcorn ate 34% more than did people served the same stale popcorn in medium-size containers. The moviegoers seemed unaware that the tubs made a difference: 77% said they would have eaten as much no matter how big the container...
...masterwork is the Frederick R. Weisman Art Museum at the University of Minnesota in Minneapolis. The smallish museum concentrates on 20th century American art, and the exterior can be seen as a tough, gleefully manic (that is, American) work of Cubist sculpture or as a giant brushed-stainless-steel popcorn kernel, or as a wizard's castle in some 23rd century fairy tale. Inside, where huge skylights bathe the galleries in sunlight, the feeling is serene but never static...
...funny one. Erroneous interpretations of reality, the phrase suggests, proclivities for the idealized or the fictitious, can threaten our safety, happiness, or otherwise get the best of us. Take, for example, if at this very meal I had foreseen myself a champion eater and ingested 150 popcorn shrimp. Bad idea. But here is the beauty of writing: on paper, in words, imagination has free reign. The untrue or hypothetical can withstand trial, cannot get the best of you, and folly is permitted. In the spirit of imagination, then, of Wonka-esque creative rendering, permit me this brief flight of fancy...
...sake of this quirky individuality, for this independent soul, that the Brattle needs salvation. With falling ticket sales and rising operating costs, the theater must raise a colossal $400,000 by the end of the year to keep their lively catalog in the projectors and real butter on their popcorn. In conversations with Harvard students, faculty, and alumni, managers from competing area film venues, and the directors of the Brattle, The Harvard Crimson explores the question of what turned the ardent romance between the independent cinema and the bohemian Harvard Square into the lover’s quarrel threatening...