This year’s round of eating club pickups took a turn for the early 1900s as existing members escalated their usual hijinks to things more
Have eating clubs got you down? Are you sick of relying on a broken, arcane system that forces you to rank all of your
Ah, time for a good night out! You’ve pregamed nicely, your friends are going to meet you up ahead, you’ve got passes everywhere. But
I’ve been doing some contract work lately. Anscombe Society stuff. Why? Cause I’m the best in the biz, that’s why. I’ve been preventing hookups since you were wearing diapers, kid. I’m a professional. They call me “The Blocker.”
Charter had Fridays. Cottage had Sundays. And even Tower had something. But one club stood among the rest without a day to its name. Quad. The humiliation was staggering. That’s when Quadrangle Club engineers came up with a novel solution. They would invent a new day. An eighth day. “Quad Day.”
In a recent study of issues surrounding the university’s eating clubs, a Task Force headed by members of the student body has recommended that
Midway upon the Street I found myself lost.
The dark and stony mansions I could not tell apart,
For I was an ignorant frosh.
Most visitors to the Princeton University campus wonder about “all this eating club business.” You may have even once found yourself asking, what precisely
By JANE KARR Mandy Hamilton sits listlessly, gazing out of her window as the cold late winter sun descends. Friends and neighbors fondly recall