Word: scours
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...campus and among the freshman class, she was known as the banjo woman,” Virginia “Ginger” M. Young ’84 said of her first-year roommate Alison H. Brown ’84. Unlike many prospective students who scour the academic and social offerings of potential colleges, Brown flipped through club listings in the magazine “Bluegrass Unlimited” as a guide for deciding between Harvard or Yale. She eventually opted for Boston and Cambridge’s legendary bluegrass scene.By the time Brown enrolled at Harvard...
...embodies one of the great editorial traditions of scholarly publishing in this country or anywhere else,” says Peter J. Dougherty, Director of the Princeton University Press.FIRST IMPRESSIONSThe Press publishes about 200 manuscripts a year. Standards are high. Representatives of the press often scour academic conventions for the newest and freshest ideas. The nine acquisition editors follow scholars whose work might one day prove promising. Each is an expert in his or her field. “We’re lapsed academics,” says Elizabeth Knoll, an acquisition editor for Behavior Sciences, Education...
...Press publishes about 200 manuscripts a year. Standards are high. Representatives of the press often scour academic conventions for the newest and freshest ideas. The nine acquisition editors follow scholars whose work might one day prove promising. Each is an expert in his or her field...
...only to drag myself back to my study spot come sunrise. And you think a casual 3 p.m. drop-by warrants a desk? Now don’t get me wrong. I understand how frustrating it is to finally muster the resolve to march over to Lamont only to scour every floor, and find one absentee desk after another, effectively claimed by littered with open textbooks and marked-up papers. But here’s a thought: if you really needed that desk as much as its invisible owner, maybe you would’ve trekked to the library...
...they refuse to bathe and eat anything they can get their hands on, but they also do disgusting things to mark their territory. Walk into Lamont on any given weekday, and you’re going to have a hard time finding a seat. You’ll scour the first floor, hope for an open carrel, but walk the length of the room to no avail. Then you see it, the mark of a Harvard hound: a North Face jacket draped casually over the back of the chair, open books, and a half-eaten bagel cluttering the desk...