Welcome back, kids. Penn’s finest have been in full force the past couple of weeks, and in true Quaker fashion the NSO puns were a-flowing (NSO much fun, anyone?), almost as much as the booze. The return of the downtown party scene kicked off at Palmer Social Club where grinding and sloppy makeouts seemed to be the M.O. for freshmen and upperclassmen alike. Back on campus, the seniors-only club that is Smoke's proved just as hard to penetrate with a fake ID as it has in the past, even though it seems Joe has hired a new team of equally egotistical bouncers. We guess some things never change. Then again, the Du Bois College House renovations and subtle upgrade of the Ben Franklin bench were enough to keep us on our feet.
Tuesday’s Freshmen Convocation marked the start of classes. President Gutmann greeted the newbies by sharing her knowledge of hot dog body suits and decade-long naps. Yeah, we don’t get it either. Speaking of bullshit, the presence of pinstripes and anxiety tipped us off to the start of On-Campus Recruiting. So long, Whartonites! See you in a few months.
While the weekdays marked a cooling down of drunken debauchery for most students, things heated up at a Walnut Street frat house when a studly sophomore found himself locked outside au naturel due to a fire alarm mishap. The kicker? The whole incident was caught on tape by one of our very own UTB editors. While the video has since been removed, the image will live forever in our voyeuristic hearts. At least it didn’t happen over the weekend, when the streets were filled with rock star wannabes and wife-beater-donning students en route to the many themed parties that plagued our social calendars. On our agenda for upcoming weeks? The Lilly Pulitzer Philanthropy Event thrown by (who else?) Tri-Delt, because we’re pretty sure blonde hair and pearls are a prerequisite for hosting the label.
