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(04/23/09 12:44am)
Sometimes in restaurants, when my mom wants to get the waiter’s attention, she raises her hand gingerly, ever so slightly, a gesture so demure that it’s guaranteed to go undetected by not only the waiter, but by everyone but me. It drives me absolutely nuts — which is why, a few weeks ago over dinner with friends, I was so appalled to find my own elbow forming that familiar acute angle. In my head, I rolled my eyes and said what I always say, what everyone always says, when such situations arise: "Mooooom!"
(03/26/09 2:54am)
Along with the sight of mysterious gentlemen sneaking out in the wee morning hours and the revolting buildup of hair in the shower drain, a kitchen full of 100-calorie packs goes with the territory of sharing a house with seven girls. The concept is ingeniously stupid: one serving of classic Oreos consists of three cookies and 160 calories. Because Americans can’t be expected to stop themselves after one serving, better to grab a 100-calorie pack of Oreo Thin Crisps.
(03/19/09 4:20am)
Five years ago, the music gods smiled on Kelly Clarkson and the American public’s desire for a more palatable Alanis found its apotheosis in an awesome little song about dumping your loser boyfriend. Ever since, Kelly’s carried a Chip-U-Been-Gone on her shoulder. In an effort to be “like, deep and stuff,” she spent some time writing her own songs. But with All I Ever Wanted, our Idol came to her senses and enlisted Swedish hit-maker Max Martin to restore her to her rightful place in the pop pecking order.
(11/06/08 7:51am)
The Cutting Edge
(09/18/08 4:00am)
I turned 21 this past weekend. Yes, bow before me, Penn is now my oyster: I can go to bars, order drinks and if there's anywhere to gamble on this campus, I can do that too. So I know you're dying to know: was it the most schwastey-faced, crunk, stupid drunk weekend of my young life? Well, if spending a half hour at Smoke's and then going home to watch Saturday Night Live qualifies as debaucherous, then yes, yes it was.
(10/25/07 4:00am)
Ladies and gentlemen, elves, faeries." The fashion show is about to start. There is glitter everywhere, the faint smell of incense wafting back from a few rows ahead.
(04/19/07 4:00am)
Just three times each year, something magical happens at the Institute of Contemporary Art, that futuristically boxy building on Sansom Street: the old exhibits disappear, and abra kadabra! New ones miraculously appear in their places. The cardinal rule of ICA exhibits is that they must be confusing and at least a little trippy, and this latest crop does not disappoint.
(04/12/07 4:00am)
The Taming of the Shrew
(04/05/07 4:00am)
Capogiro
(03/15/07 4:00am)
Thomas Chimes: Adventures in 'Pataphysics
(02/01/07 5:00am)
Think back to a time before Seth Cohen made geekiness a virtue, before Windows meant more than panes of glass and before nerds got their revenge. The year is 1975 and the war between Macs and PCs is barely a twinkle in any of Bill Gates' four eyes.
(01/25/07 5:00am)
This week Daytripper brings you to Philadelphia's historic Antique Row, a haven where everything old is new again, and everything weird is cool again. Chock-full of collectibles and located on Pine Street between 9th and 12th, we imagine it's what eBay might look like in real life.
(01/18/07 5:00am)
Institute of Contemporary Art
(11/02/06 5:00am)
Ignoring for a second that a mouse getting flushed down the toilet is just about the most preposterous movie premise of all time, Flushed Away (from the creators of Wallace & Gromit) actually offers up a pretty enjoyable 90 minutes. To be clear, in the pantheon of animated films, Flushed is no Finding Nemo, nor is it even A Bug's Life (though it borrows elements from both). But it's okay, because Flushed is not trying to join the Pixar elite. Because CGI animation is no longer the spectacle it once was, Flushed Away aims only to be average, and fulfills this goal neatly. The plot is cribbed from Toy Story (or any number of kids' movies where things that aren't supposed to talk do): Roddy (Hugh Jackman) is a lonely, snobbish pet rat living in a posh London neighborhood. His life predictably turned upside down when an intruder flushes him down the toilet, Roddy lands in the thriving rat world of the sewers. There, he meets Rita (Kate Winslet). At first Roddy and Rita don't like each other. But somehow, they warm up to each other after some wacky misadventures. Along the way, they steal some loot and try to save their fellow rats from an evil toad. Pretty standard.
(10/12/06 4:00am)
Every week, a sizable number of young Americans tunes into The Daily Show with Jon Stewart, and most have probably thought, at one point or another: "This guy should really get out of the whole late-night comedy thing and run for office." Stewart seems like the perfect candidate to some: his verbal whooping of Tucker Carlson on Crossfire proved his debating chops, and the rise of The Colbert Report gives him a natural running mate.
(10/12/06 4:00am)
The Pillowman
(04/20/06 4:00am)
If you like your satire obvious and your states blue, you'll love American Dreamz. Picture a country where a bumbling Commander in Chief sees his term in office as a mandate from God and a contest for pop superstardom is tops on television. Swap Bush for a vaguely southern Dennis Quaid and Simon Cowell for the growing- less-sexy-by-the-hour Hugh Grant, and you've got Paul Weitz's latest film.
(04/20/06 4:00am)
Most students will be holed up in the library during the hibernation period that is reading days, learning the material they meant to learn months ago and writing the papers they've supposedly been researching all semester. But for the select group of students enrolled in Art History 301: Polynesian Art in the University Museum, reading days will mark the culmination of a semester's worth of planning. The 16 students of ARTH 301, a class taught by Gwendolyn DuBois Shaw, will help to install "Trouble in Paradise: The Art of Polynesian Warfare"at Penn's Museum of Archaeology and Anthropology. The exhibit opens April 29th and will run until December 31st.
(02/09/06 5:00am)
Tucked into a quiet residential block of Center City, Halloween's treasures wait to be discovered. The outside may look unassuming, but your local mall's Zales has got nothing on this one-of-a-kind jewelry shop, so named for owner Henri David's favorite day of the year. Relying exclusively on word of mouth, Halloween doesn't advertise, nor does it even have a sign outside. Only a doorbell ring will gain you entrance. If you're still holding out for an invitation to join a secret society, Halloween may just be the next best thing.
(11/03/05 5:00am)
You've made it to mid-semester, but your wallet is in dire straits. You thought college would be about "money for nothing and chicks for free," but as you forage for soy crisp crumbs while wearing your ratty sweatpants, you realize that that maxim is only half-true. Your wardrobe is in desperate need of a winter update, but you can't even afford a trip to Wawa. Rather than curb your shopaholic tendencies, it's time to surpass suggested retail prices and pay a visit to Buffalo Exchange, a chain of vintage stores that houses its only East Coast location in Philadelphia -- until a branch opens in Brooklyn's hip Williamsburg region later this year. The store was recently given a facelift when it moved to a prime spot on 18th and Chestnut streets, just a block away from Rittenhouse Square, and close enough to walk to (because face it, you can't afford cab fare).