It got so that he could finish a bottle of vodka on his own.
His addiction, though, seemed more like a mixed drink than a straight shot: multiple blackouts, messy breakups, angry bosses calling home.
No bars here, just basements, buddies and booze.
My alarm goes off at 5:25 a.m. on a Wednesday morning. I don't have classes on Wednesdays, and, unless my housemates are having a fire drill, there is absolutely no reason why I, your average second semester College senior, should be up this early.
It all began as a naive attempt to unveil the Penn experience from within. Five
editors and a lone photographer immersed themselves in a bar crawl along the
edges of campus--observing, writing, drinking, observing, drinking, writing,
drinking and drinking--with the belief that when morning came around their
notes would be insightful, if decipherable.
Note: Normally, this column is not so disturbing. However, this summer, I
found a murdered man in Central Park and it's been messing up my head ever
since.
Cacky Calderon, Wharton freshman (left)
"We waited in line the entire time for the caricature.... It was the two of us and
also two of our good friends, and so she just put four of us on a page.
There are numerous customs a Penn student may exploit in order to finagle a good grade. If you're into the Zach Morris modus operandi, for instance, you'll get your closest Screech-like friend to hack into the elusive Penn InTouch interior and click your B to an A.
On an autumn afternoon in 1971, two students and two German Shepherds walked into the office of Penn Provost Curtis Reitz.
The students explained to Reitz that Penn had a problem.
Bensalem, PA
Philadelphia Park Race Track
By Robin Friedlander
It's still dark at Philadelphia Park Race Track and in each of the 25 barns on the backside of the track, Mexican barn hands are muttering in Spanish as they muck stalls and fill water buckets.