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Sure, nerdcore comedy songs have been done before - Mr. Pibb and Red Vines really are crazy delicious - but that doesn't mean this Twitter rap-rant isn't worthwhile. The Southern crunk-inspired song starts with Milonakis waking up by the pool (sidenote: why is he wearing swimming goggles?) and immediately Twittering about his nap. He continues on with tweets about wanting an omelete, needing eggs, going to a grocery store, and being a Twitter celebrity. (Read about celebrity Twitter users...
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...
...Ironically, events in Somalia last week went quite well from the official U.S. viewpoint. True, it was grating to watch warlord Mohammed Farrah Aidid, whom American soldiers had died trying to capture, hold a press conference with six reporters. Looking dapper in a blue pinstripe shirt and red polka-dot tie and sporting a gold-tipped cane, Aidid congratulated the U.S. on having ''decided to address its past mistakes'' -- meaning its attempts to take him prisoner. The whole point of the U.S. policy shift, however, was to call off the hunt for Aidid, which was widely blamed for converting what...
It’s that time of year again: time for an infiltration of blaringly red folders and ubiquitous smiling faces. Yes, pre-frosh weekend has arrived—when eager, starry-eyed youngsters come to Harvard, still high on the rush of receiving their thick envelopes in the mail. Don’t get me wrong, I simply love spending my Saturday night with a kid smart enough to win the National Spelling Bee. Except when she comes back shit-faced from her first ever final club outing, only to puke all over my brand...
...Look at this red folder. What high-quality paper products. It’s clear the school cares about me. It’s like I’m irreplaceable to them. This folder is a treasure chest of the experiences I’m coming to Harvard for. A chance to see a Gutenberg Bible? A debate between two campus political groups? An ice cream social (for the world’s best high school students!)? Many would be intimidated, but not me. I excelled at the high-school level, both inside and outside the classroom. Mostly inside...