“She put her hands up to Spade’s cheeks, put her open mouth hard against his mouth, her body flat against his body. Spade’s arms went around her, holding her to him, muscles bulging in his blue sleeves, a hand cradling her head, its fingers half lost among red hair, a hand moving groping fingers over her slim back.
This…this is clearly a case in which the packaging is cooler than the actual gift,” my father says, holding up a Spider Man hologram gift bag, twirling it in the dim light of our dining room so I can see the pictures change. Christmas gift-wrap litters the long wooden table.
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Calvin paid $2,000 for his wife and considered it a steal. He had to haggle the price down from $5,000, which was no pleasant experience, regardless of the good result. Calvin’s motto was Ask a Fair Price and Stick to it. He ran his own business selling vacuum cleaners in Warrenton, Virginia.
The land releases its last breath. The lake Flows back from pale, still depths to windtorn shores Whose rocks belie their brutishness, for each Gray, craggy face bears proudly painted signs Of “Alice” loving “Bob” forevermore, Or just enough to leap from the sturdy land And spill his heart in shaky letter.
“It was a dark and stormy night. The intrepid editor paced the halls of the Daily offices, unsure of whether or not the articles would fit. Would they be too long? Would they be too short? Wracked with fear, he moved on…” Are you feeling creative, even though I’ve clearly failed? We know it’s hard to do at Northwestern, but sometimes you just have to let those artistic muscles fly and get creating stuff.
NU's illiteracy flare-up
With backpacks encumbered by the weight of textbooks and late nights spent drowning in course packs, leisurely reading is a thing of the past. Like parentally imposed curfews and listening to New Found Glory, reading fiction for fun disappeared after high school graduation, though Northwestern students seem to make a point to try.
LODGE LURKERS LUST FOR LIQUOR Apparently Lodge’s Tuesday date party was so exclusive, even their own members couldn’t get in. The event took place at O’Malley’s in Lincoln Park, where Northwestern’s Greek elite got to mesh the yuppie regulars .
One writer asks her own big questions
I was in the Great Room, impatiently awaiting Ask Big Questions, thinking more about the fact that I was hungry than the topic, “How does our concept of God affect the world?” At the moment, sushi sounded more filling than spirituality. As a friend and I sat alone at a long table, I wondered if dinner and homework had taken precedence over a discussion about God.
This Valentine's Day, put yourself out there or die alone
All things considered, it had the potential to be a really depressing Valentine’s Day. This time last year, I was in a relationship and had been for about a month. My then-boyfriend and I had enjoyed a modest but very couple-y sort of day. We made a trip into Chicago to see the Shedd Aquarium, then took a freezing walk along Lake Michigan, admiring its grayness.
A Medill sophomore bemoans Valentine's Day and gets her mighty morphin' hook up
2/10: I head to Human Sex with everyone and their brother. Stay after for the chick who is BDSM—she apparently wants to use banjo picks to scratch the back of her lover? Answer my mom’s e-mail bugging me about who my date for a sorority formal tomorrow night will be.
Revisiting the Constitution without Schoolhouse Rock
The Constitution is back in vogue. Well, not quite: I’m not sure that constitutional interpretation will ever be considered sexy. It is, however, enjoying a resurgence of meaningful discussion; something that hasn’t happened in quite a while.
Kvar Black, student entrepreneur
Close your eyes and think of a graduate student in biomedical engineering. You might first imagine a stereotype: someone with protective goggles outside the already inch-thick glasses, who buries himself in textbooks or in the lab 16 hours per day. But Kvar Black, a fourth-year graduate student in McCormick, does not think his career at Northwestern is doomed to be nerdy.
Joanna Newsom
It’s been awhile since we’ve heard anything new from harpist/singer/songwriter/sexy-ass elf Joanna Newsom. After watching her chill-inducing performance with the Chicago Symphony Orchestra two summers ago, I had assumed she was living in the seclusion of a giant tree in some remote enchanted forest, periodically emerging to date funniest-dude-on-SNL Andy Samberg and play a negligent MILF in the video for MGMT’s “Kids.
Andrew McMahon of Jack's Mannequin
- It was kind of difficult (writing “The Glass Passenger”). You know, I think the thing about it is for the first time, not just in my career but in my life as a songwriter period, I think I really struggled with how to talk about what’s in my head.
Kevin Rudolf ft. Birdman, Jay Sean & Lil Wayne "I Made It (Money Cash Heroes)" Coming off the success of 2008’s “Let it Rock,” Kevin Rudolf’s latest single “I Made It” is probably what you would expect from the pop singer, and maybe a little less.
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