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...still getting screwed. Hopefully, you’ll get a hot peer advisor to make things tolerable, but then again, this is Harvard, so don’t count on it. Freshman Week is an unrealistic glimpse of Harvard life, so the next few weeks might be an unwelcome splash of frigid rain on your frosh parade. But pretty soon, your debilitating awkwardness will start to ebb, and Harvard will start to feel like home—an odd, at times overly geeky and hypercompetitive home, but a home nevertheless...
...despite its extraordinary popularity among some of the smartest people on the planet, string theory hasn't been embraced by everyone--and now, nearly 30 years after it made its initial splash, some of the doubters are becoming more vocal. Skeptical bloggers have become increasingly critical of the theory, and next month two books will be hitting the shelves to make the point in greater detail. Not Even Wrong, by Columbia University mathematician Peter Woit, and The Trouble with Physics, by Lee Smolin at the Perimeter Institute for Theoretical Physics in Waterloo, Ont., both argue that string theory (or superstring...
...Bubble Club sofa by Philippe Starck for Kartell The exuberant Starck made a splash with his polypropylene parody of the archetypal sofa in 2000, and it's now a chic poolside classic. Inset grooves for water drainage mean it's perfect for the life aquatic. The range is augmented by an armchair and occasional table, so you could set up your family room outdoors. www.kartell.it...
There are a lot of ways to study a painting, and one of the best is to get to know the painter. The splash or splatter of color makes a lot more sense when you understand the rage or whimsy or heart behind it. The songwriter, similarly, can lay bare the song, the poet the poem, the builder the building...
...make my appointment for a rejuvenation treatment at a Hong Kong men's skincare center, figuring I can undo 27 years of neglect in about two hours. Upon my arrival, the receptionist hands me a glass of lemonade (I wonder briefly if I am meant to splash it on my face) and a detailed questionnaire about my skin type. Surprisingly, "dull and pasty" isn't an option, but I fill out the rest. Do I have oily skin? Check-during adolescence my forehead was practically a member of OPEC. Enlarged pores? You bet-I've named some of them after...