I hope you all managed to snag your Christmas gifts at a discount last week! Unless, of course, you have standards higher than shopping during Thanksgiving… I bought a pair of boots at exactly 12 a.m.,
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As I am sitting here in Babbio writing this week’s column, I realized that it has been exactly three months since I arrived at Stevens for my freshman year.
Popular with the Rutgers crowd, the breakfast and brunch spot Hansel ‘n Griddle recently expanded to Hoboken. Despite being consistently rated among the top brunch spots in New Jersey, I really can’t understand what all of the fuss is about.
On Monday, I was dismayed to learn that the final exam for Concurrent Programming had been moved forward by a week, joining Database Management Systems and many more courses in taking place during regular class time.
What do you mean it’s already December? We can’t believe that such an eventful year—musically (Kendrick! Björk! Grimes! Sleater-Kinney!) and academically (Emma and Andrew here are finishing their first semester of college!)—is
Back in September I wrote a piece titled “8 things at a time.” In it, I discussed overloading as a student, ordering priorities, and ultimately focusing on one thing at a time.
What is Stevens missing? The answer to that depends on who you ask. Some environmental engineers will say worthwhile green initiatives to combat the wasteful sprinkler system and defective recycling practices.
Arcadia means “perfection,” and the play put on by the Stevens Dramatic Society, this past weekend from November 12–14, was a great attempt to reach perfection.
I admit I’m not the most up to date on men’s fashion — mostly because I don’t have to wake up every morning and put together an outfit from a man’s wardrobe.
I was at a workshop on the mind-body problem—where scientists and philosophers debated, among other questions, whether dark energy might be conscious—when reality intruded.