Head to First Street between Bloomfield and Garden Streets and watch as you’re transported to a rue de Paris upon stepping inside Choc O Pain.
The Stute
“I think the sky’s gonna open up soon.” That was Brendan, looking up at the incredible, but assuringly ominous view above us in Cooper Square.
As I sit here at my desk writing this column, I realize that it has been almost three weeks since I moved on campus.
Last semester I was walking back to my dorm in Jonas. I had just become Editor-in-Chief, and was walking back from Howe reading the new issue, mostly checking for any potential errors.
Gazing across the Hudson River, everything seems in place. The Empire State building emits its various color combinations of lights, and the Chrysler building sits quietly in the distance.
I hate September 11. Too many rotten memories.
Of course, I don’t have any “exciting” stories, if you could call them that; I was in the third grade and in Michigan when the attacks occurred.
I’ve never understood the appeal of preaching to the converted. What’s the point? Why bother bashing believers in ghosts, homeopathy and Allah or non-believers in global-warming, childhood vaccines and evolution in ways that cannot persuade but only annoy those who don’t pre-agree with you?
By Tarik Kdiry
The crew at Off Center performed as advertised around campus on Friday, September 4th in Babbio Center 122.
In an attempt to recruit new brothers, the co-ed service fraternity Alpha Phi Omega held fun community service events for the past week.