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(04/02/19 11:48pm)
On Monday of this week, I left my house on 39th and Pine and went the opposite direction of my usual route to The Daily Pennsylvanian office. I turned left on 40th, headed to Baltimore, and crossed the trolley station to get to the entrance of the Woodlands Cemetery. I had to go for class, but I wasn’t mad about it—it’s one of those places on campus I’d been meaning to visit for a while and never have gotten around to.
(03/26/19 11:35pm)
It’s 5:15 p.m. on a Wednesday, and Friday Saturday Sunday, Rittenhouse’s tucked–away gem of elevated American food, isn’t as crowded as you might expect. It’s one of the harder reservations to snag in Philly, and we’re here to see if the food is worth the wait.
(03/20/19 2:33am)
When The Cut’s Anna Delvey piece came out in May 2018, it felt like my birthday. “How Anna Delvey Tricked New York's Party People” chronicled the meteoric rise of scammer Anna Sorokin, whose exploits in the moneyed New York scene belied her total lack of funds. This piece, and the immediate online reaction, ushered in an onslaught of think pieces, dream–casts for movies (the rights were optioned shortly after), and more than a few references to a Penn alum quoted in The Cut’s story.
(03/19/19 12:11am)
On Monday, March 18, at 8 p.m., the Social Planning and Events Committee (SPEC) released the lineup for the 2019 Spring Fling Concert: Miguel and J.I.D.
(03/13/19 5:11am)
From Feb. 7 to Feb. 28, I received no emails on my Penn account. So if you were trying to get in touch with me, I’m sorry, I never got it. Honestly, it took a long time for me to notice. I’d been using the email app on my phone and computer, and the barrage of emails to my Daily Pennsylvanian account distracted me enough that for three full weeks, I didn’t notice anything was wrong.
(03/13/19 2:04am)
In the morning of Friday, Feb. 22, Claire Sliney (C ’21), a former beat reporter for The Daily Pennsylvanian, went to class until 11 a.m. By 1 p.m., she was headed to the airport for a 3:55 p.m. direct flight home to Los Angeles. But this wasn’t an ordinary visit.
(02/27/19 4:12am)
At last week’s print production night, we got a text that sent the Daily Pennsylvanian office into shockwaves: Penn’s operations had been suspended for Wednesday, Feb. 20. Our first — and possibly only — snow day of the year was here.
(02/20/19 5:00am)
This week, my dad got bit in the face by a dog, my mom and sister hit a deer and totaled the car, and my mom lost a very meaningful necklace (we think it's probably somewhere at the Department of Motor Vehicles in Frazer, Pennsylvania). All that is to say, it's been kind of chaotic in the Williams household of late.
(02/13/19 5:44am)
In my Shakespeare class today, we tracked all the uses of the word “love” in a few pages from "A Midsummer Night’s Dream" and plotted out what all of them mean—possession, marriage, sex, money, family, romance, patriarchy, devotion, obsession, death. The blackboard filled up in under an hour; drawings of triangles spilled over into hierarchies nestled under diagrams of umbrellas.
(02/06/19 4:54am)
I’m going to write my letter this week about something that’s constantly on my mind: my friends. Without Street, I wouldn’t have friends in college. Okay, maybe that’s teetering on the edge of hyperbole. But I wouldn’t have the same friends, and my friends now are the kind of friends who make working near–constant hours in a windowless office sound appealing. At the very least, they’re the kind of friends who are down to complain about it together.
(01/30/19 5:03am)
Breaking news, Street readers—I actually did my homework this week. I wrote out a list of 100 fears. Turns out that when you take a class titled "The Art of Haunting," you have to get familiar with what's scary. You have to write it out and let it sit. But this assignment was starting to freak me out.
(01/23/19 3:33am)
I haven’t always been tall. I guess it started around 8th grade; I shot up, got all reedy. Part of me thought it wouldn't stick. But I'm tall now—5 feet 11.5 inches, if you want exact specs. Any shoes whatsoever push me over the six–foot threshold. I’m the worst at concerts. When I stand next to my short friends, they joke that I look like their mother.
(01/17/19 6:06am)
Chipotle Mexican Grill was ordered to discontinue food operations following an inspection Jan. 16 by the Philadelphia Department of Public Health. The Office of Food Protection observed “imminent health hazards" at the location on the 3900 block of Walnut street during the inspection, which lasted from 10:55 a.m. to 1:45 p.m.
(12/05/18 6:20pm)
The number of times I’ve revised this letter is inexcusable when you consider that I have a final exam on Thursday. But it’s hard to extricate myself from the idea—mostly self–imposed—that whatever I write here will define my tenure as Street’s Editor–in–Chief. But it won't, and the spillage of empty space on the document in front of me is a good reminder that I can say pretty much whatever.
(10/21/18 12:00pm)
A red–haired Wharton student stared at me with palpable discomfort as I cried outside Huntsman Hall.
(10/17/18 12:00pm)
Fallen leaves press themselves into exposed brick as students rush to class on Locust Walk. In Penn lore, Locust is shorthand for everything that’s idyllic and collegiate about campus—academic buildings, community, coming together. But look a little closer and you’ll notice something: the center of campus reads like a litany of Greek letters.
(09/30/18 11:00am)
The stairs sag under a film of sawdust on the way up to the warehouse’s second floor. On another night, the place might be deserted. But on Wednesday, September 26, it's the Philadelphia equivalent of a Bushwick art party, with local hipsters and families mingling with street artists whose work found shelter in this temporary warehouse. Entering the room, it's impossible to miss the greeter from Indivisible.
(09/26/18 12:00pm)
The restaurant is awash in an orange light, making it feel warm despite being just about room temperature. You can almost hear the neon lights buzz. It’s not exactly prime real estate, and its quasi–underground–ness (it sits under sister restaurant Goldie in a split–level) resulted in something of an observable pest problem, but the place feels homey—even to two Catholic pescatarians in a Jewish deli.
(09/19/18 3:09am)
The ushers at Bloomers and SPEC Film’s annual LaughtHERfest’s performance wear light blue T–shirts emblazoned with the slogan “Crack Jokes. Break Ceilings.” LaughtHERfest, in a word, is funny. It’s female–oriented, and organizers make a point to say that the “her” is for any woman or non–cisgender person. The Saturday night performance on September 15 featured some smaller groups and acts leading up to the headliner, Saturday Night Live’s Melissa Villaseñor.
(08/21/18 7:57pm)
You're not the only one who changed over summer break. In just three months, much has changed in UCity's culinary landscape, for better or for worse. We've rounded up all our food-related coverage—the good, the bad, and the ugly—so your stomach knows what to expect when you find your way back to campus.