The Mexican Post
104 Chestnut Street
215-923-5233
After getting the once-over for failing to conform to the yuppie, monochrome,
slick standard of style at the last bar I went to, it was quite a relief to wear jeans
to Old City's Mexican Post and be allowed to have a seat without any resistance.
In the interest of public duty and self-discovery, here is a foolproof test for all you guys out there to discover how masculine you truly are, once and for all.
Street realizes that it can seem daunting to be surrounded by such a plethora
of brilliant and inquisitive minds--from the brimming intellectual curiosity of
Wharton students and the singularly profound Penn social interactions that exist
as relief from deep thinking and subsequent introspective dilemmas.
Dan: Before we get started I just wanted to clear the air and say
that yes, we are all eligible bachelors.
So tell me about this princesses poster on the door.
Andy: We woke up one morning and it was just there.
On my first day back at Penn, I tripped over a dead mouse. I was
wearing flip-flops. At the corner of 38th and Sansom, I felt
something wet and furry brush against my big toe, and then I fell
down.
The classic 1979 porn flick Dracula Sucks has something for
everyone's pleasure. To be graphic: there are lesbians, incest,
necrophilia and, of course, plenty of old-fashioned
missionary-style sex.
We at Street would like to see our readership gainfully employed come May,
so we've scoured the depths of the third bolgia of PennTRAK to discover jobs
that would even make Dante proud.
Room: 102 Ware College HouseRoom cohabitants: Wharton
sophomore Lisa Chang from Dallas, TX and Huntsman sophomore Esther Hsu
from Westchester, PA.
What music were you guys listening to when decorating?
Esther: Asian music actually.
At first glance, Justin Theroux looks like he was born and bred to
play Adam Kesher, the movie director in David Lynch's latest
whacked-out film, Mulholland Drive.
Strolling along Locust Walk the other day, I came to an epiphany. This wasn't
just another one of my lame-ass "Whoops, I forgot to write my term paper" or
"Two girls at once... sure, why not?" epiphanies.
"I started DJ'ing freshman year, like 1999 for me, that spring.... I did the same
show that I do now, but it was just a little bit reduced, its isn't as big as it is now....
My show is The Storm [hip-hop, R&B, underground rap, dance hall, and reggae],
usually comes on Thursdays 8 to 10 [p.m.], but sometimes I go in the studio like
after hours and I'll go and, you know, make a little quiet storm, like I'll do R&B for
a little bit, just on the sneak tip."
"Sometimes we'll have guests in the studio..., like I'll put a beat on and they'll
freestyle to it and I remember a couple weeks ago we had somebody come in
and we had a freestyle, and we have Instant Messenger in the studio, so they
would tell us how the guy was doing and we had two people, and one guy was
real good and the other guy was OK, I guess, and the guy on Instant Messenger
was letting us know about that..."
"It's on channel 2, ResNet... and www.wqhs.org, we're working on it right now so
we're gonna try and get some better reception so people can hear it on the radio
on campus and off campus.... Watch out for us because we've been sleeping for
a long time and it's about time for us to wake up and take this campus over like
we're supposed to."
Further continuing our tradition of highlighting rampant stupidity wherever and
whenever it rears its stupid head, Street is casting its peripheral focus on Penn's
Social Planning and Events Committee.