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Street Beats

Russian President Vladimir Putin argued last week that the United States is undermining global stability.

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Street Sweeper

Stephen Glass is back. My grandmother was in town for Shabbat, but enjoying my newly endowed VIP status, I still managed to sweep on this weekend, suckas. *** It's been a scene of mix-ups and false starts lately.

by STEPHEN GLASS

Word on the Street

Lately, I've been cultivating my inner monologue. It makes it easier to cope. I walk to class with my headphones on, casting a misanthropic eye up and down the Walk.

by GABE CRANE

Word on the Street

As Valentine's Day approaches, I, like all men, agonize over what to get for my special lady friend.

by RUBEN BROSBE

Word on the Street

You have to have plans for Valentine's Day. Everyone has plans. Me, I've got plans, too. Every February, as Valentine's Day draws near, I find myself reminiscing about the men I've known (in the biblical sense, of course), not so much surveying my options for that particular saint's day as giving myself a big high five for my options of yore.

by LADY BRETT ASHLEY

Street Beats

The Indianapolis Colts won the Super Bowl 29-17, amidst torrential downpour and the stench coming off Rex Grossman's right arm.

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Dispatches

12:15 a.m.: Stopped by a '90s party on Sansom and didn't know a soul. The hottest girl in the room held hands the entire night with some douchebag wearing a long face and a blazer.

by GABE CRANE

Street Sweeper

Bids, bids, bids: Beautiful people out in full force at SDT's bid party - a veritable who's who of the freshmen scene.

by CORNELIUS JONES XLVII

Dispatches

12:15 a.m.: Stopped by a '90s party on Sansom and didn't know a soul. The hottest girl in the room held hands the entire night with some douchebag wearing a long face and a blazer.

by 34TH STREET

Valentine's lessons from my va-jay-jay

You have to have plans for Valentine's Day. Everyone has plans. Me, I've got plans, too. Every February, as Valentine's Day draws near, I find myself reminiscing about the men I've known (in the biblical sense, of course), not so much surveying my options for that particular saint's day as giving myself a big high five for my options of yore.

by LADY BRETT ASHLEY

Word on the Street

So, we're young and impressionable and we want to know what to believe politically. Even more than that, we want to look cool.

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Street Beats

The Indianapolis Colts won the Super Bowl 29-17, amidst torrential downpour and the stench coming off Rex Grossman's right arm.

by 34TH STREET

Street beats

Across the country, liberals gathered for wine, cheese and gloating as President Bush delivered his sixth State of the Union Address.

by 34TH STREET

Rebuttal from a man big enough to use his real name, Ruben Brosbe

As Valentine's Day approaches, I, like all men, agonize over what to get for my special lady friend.

by RUBEN BROSBE

Streat Beats

A cold duck, presumed dead, was found alive after two days spent "chillin'" in a hunter's refrigerator.

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Word on the Street

The other night I asked a friend who just returned from Zanzibar to describe one thing she learned. Her response: if you look an approaching, possibly deadly coyote dead center in its eye, it will bolt faster than you can say bolt.

by SHOSHANA ROSENTHAL

Street sweeper

Last week's Street-Swept: hella pissed. The Sweeper to return in full next week despite public outcry. In brief: Coat-snatcher takes advantage of underage drunkards at MarBar... Birthday girl's trip to AC ends in forcible removal from casino... Hunstman torro loses clothes, morals at "quincea¤era"... Older Thetas spotted at Black and Gold party (Sweeper's event of the weekend), waiting in line and lamenting their peak years while making room for young, hotter, less-dressed littles. Got dirt?

by 34TH STREET

Friday night dispatch

1:15: Three guys drink beer and argue over who is going to sleep with the girl visiting from Harvard.

by GABE CRANE

Thoughts on the new year

Seven years ago, I was sitting in the back-seat of a parked car. My family had decided to climb the nearby mountains to catch a view of the fireworks and, more importantly, to watch from a safe distance the crumbling of civilization as we then knew it.

by JONATHAN LIEBEMBUK

Street Sweeper

Nose Job Files: Spruce St. de-chartered, who supports his taste for plastic surgery with proceeds from his online franchise, is rumored to have made things official with longtime girlfriend.

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