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...maybe I should recap. In the famed “Thousand and One Nights,” King Shahriyar reacts somewhat poorly to his wife’s infidelity: He executes her, declares all women to be unfaithful, and marries a succession of virgins only to have each one executed the following morning. Irritatingly enough, he runs out of virgins...
...Boston to browse for books. Until last week, that is. Recent developments at one of the Square’s largest booksellers have pitted bibliophiles against Coop officials. For anyone who has enough of a life to have not followed the scandal, here’s a quick recap: enterprising Harvard students attempt to copy ISBN numbers of course books in order to purchase them more cheaply elsewhere. The Coop calls in the Cambridge Police, who recognize the situation is ridiculous and refuse to boot the students. Frenzied debate ensues over the Coop’s role in serving students...
Since most Harvard students spent their summers either in a musically backward part of the world or trapped in investment banking hell, here’s a recap of the summer’s notable pop hits. Soulja Boy – “Crank That” If a breakthrough single is tied to a specific dance, it’s a good indicator that the musician’s not going to be around for long. As Los Del Rio could tell you, originating a fad is the same as having an expiration date. Fortunately for Soulja...
...mail hotline to allow student feedback on teaching fellow (TF) quality and a recap of new-and-improved measures for allotting funds to student groups were among the items presented at a short session of the Undergraduate Council (UC) yesterday. The meeting, which was called to order at 7:20 p.m. and dismissed before the top of the hour, began with President Ryan A. Petersen ’08 acknowledging Drew Gilpin Faust’s recent appointment as president of the University. According to Petersen, who, together with Vice President Matthew L. Sundquist ‘09, had spoken...
...belligerent guests and a hundred plastic cups, sticky to the touch and scattered among discarded hoodies and a pair of high black heels. Fist pumps and throaty grunts often accompanied the pronouncement of these ragers, linking a sort of primitive energy with potentially ruckus festivities. During the morning-after recap, swollen-eyed revelers regularly utilized their contemporary vocabulary. Over plates of Sunday hash-browns and brunch quesadillas, they would tout the greatest rager of them all, the man who did not go gently into that good night, the one who “raged” very very hard against...