Word: signet
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...that issue to his children... Marshall I. Lewy '99-'00 seems to have moved on to yet another member of the class of 2002. He and Avra C. Van Der Zee '02 got cozy at "Crazy for You"... Josh A. Perry '00 apparently gave a stellar speech at the Signet Society's holiday dinner. "Everyone was very impressed," asserts one Signet member. "It's too bad there isn't more of a literary community here for [Josh]."... Hot Visitor Alert: Joe J. Green '00 has a hot friend visiting from Ireland, and Winthrop residents report he's on the prowl...
...Drake punched JP for the Spee Club. JP punched Aaron for the Spee Club. Drake put up T.J. for the Signet Society. Drake put up Alicia for the Signet Society...
...remember my friend who used to be president of the Advocate invited me one afternoon to have lunch at the Signet, and I had never been. So I walk there, and we are having lunch, and I am in this room with these stuffy old men. And I remember something smelling so bad, and I just could not stop thinking, 'What is this horrible smell? What is going on? It smells like crap.' I realized later, outside, after I had hugged my friend goodbye, that on the way there I had stepped in dog shit and I had been sitting...
...Bidding goodbye to my new Signet pals, I head home to change into proper party attire before the photographer arrives. At the Signet, I went for the simple jeans and T-shirt look, a choice that didn't help my cause. I opt for black "Sorority Girl" pants and a black tank top. Emerging newly clad from my room, I am informed by my roommates that my photographer this evening will not be FM Photography Editor Matthew R. Cordell as planned, but rather his friend, Tad Fallows. Hmmm. Tad arrives at 7:30, and my roommates deem...
...Though we can hear music and people inside the Adams G suite, and though I had secured an actual invitation to this event while chatting at the Signet, we are forced to knock repeatedly before the door is unlocked for us. Once inside, I instantly pounce on Max Hirsch, the birthday boy, who, though the party seems to be at a subdued level, is anticipating much "busting of asses" on the dance floor. His friend agrees, "The night is but a fetus; I am predicting that later on people will be busting multiple asses...