The Round Up: 2.26.09

Meningitis- and measles-free, all you hyponchondriacs returned to (almost) normal. As Cipro was traded in for Adderall and other non-prescription items, the rumor mill was back in action. This just in: reports of a disillusioned renegade AXO group seeking to disaffiliate and go pseudo-Greek. Insiders are doubtful about the split, and everybody else just seems amused. As for the weekend, artsy types and Theta pledges showed up for the ICA “Fifteen Minutes of Fame” bash, if for nothing else, then for $2 drinks and something to do on Friday night. Also on Friday: the apparently not-so-secret socialite Lantern Society, a gathering of Wharton's see-and-be-seen crowd, seemed to be engaging in some sort of initiation ritual on Beige Block. The crushed eggshells we found on the sidewalk may be an indication of the evening's activities. Once again, Beige seemed to be a breeding ground for stupid activity as the week went on. Late Tuesday night — after a packed evening of Blarney Quizzo and a less-than-stellar Kweder Smokes performance — fire trucks lined up on the corner of 41st and Locust because some girl allegedly dropped a cigarette out of her window. Penn students, we continue to be amazed at your intelligence. With the last weekend before Spring Break in sight, we expect more stupidity and even more dancing. Girl Talk, anyone?

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The Gutter: 12.02.2010

Das Guttah is back from a brief hiatus with the biggest news of the semester — hell, the year: as a sighting in front of Tap House a fortnight ago confirmed, the infamous Coke Twins are back. Apparently, they’ve shacked up with their parents in the Philly area and plan on stopping by campus between shenanigans.

The Gutter: 11.11.09

Us pesky Penn kids just can’t seem to stay out of trouble! When gaggles of excited greeks were carted off (like the cattle they are?) on buses to the land of Vineyard Vines and lawn parties, it was almost inevitable that shenanigans would ensue.

The Gutter: 11.04.10

Still reeling from [insert egregious Halloween–homecoming contraction here]? With the 2010ers back to relive the glory days — too soon, we think — trying to reclaim their thrones and pushing our beloved Smoke’s to full capacity, boy was last weekend hard. It seemed the boys of Phi Delt had a similar encounter with harsh hands, though an OFSA–sized slap on the wrist hardly seems comparable to dropping the soap these days.