We’re dreaming of a
white Christmas weeknight bootycall library that hasn’t reached maximum occupancy this week. Despite Fisher’s current lack of seats (bitter), we’re glad the setup has changed significantly since 1900, when this photo was taken. Looks like a perfect place to cram for Intro to Claustrophobia or cry about that last BYO/mixer/shitshow you’re missing. Don’t fret honey child, you’re evidently amongst friends, and there’s always next year.
We’re dreaming of a
Happy Hey Day! (Cue Juniors freaking out and Seniors weeping silently). But this 1932 photo of the then-dubbed Cane March looks more like a funeral procession than a celebration. Maybe it’s because they knew Penn didn’t come up with the idea for Hey Day to begin with! That’s right, our precious celebration was originally modeled after a similar idea at Syracuse University. But it also has evolved from a formal ceremony honoring the advancement of each class to a parade of raucous debauchery. Hats off for another reason to get drunk and procrastinate!
Check out this artist making a chalk sketch of Penn that puts all other chalk art to shame! Eh, actually, someone probably hired him to make Time to Shine ever more colorful or to impress pre frosh on Penn Previews. We see what you’re doing there. Fine, it’s still cool.
Here we have one of the many Penn traditions that didn’t quite stand the test of time. Presenting the Bowl Fight: an annual
orgy game that pitted the sophomore and freshman classes against each other. It took place in the Quad in April, much like Fling! Only it was super violent. A couple of years after the Bowl Fight pictured (1914), someone died and they (appropriately) called the whole thing off. So please, sophomores, as you sneak past the tight Quad security this weekend to visit your old rooms, don’t try to wrestle freshmen into bowls. We wouldn’t want Fling cancelled, now would we?
Believe it or not, this isn’t a photo of the Penn Band trying to recruit during NSO in 1952. This is actually a photo of a protest to the proposed extreme budget cuts in Penn’s School of Education that year. The Musical Education Student’s Association rallied in front of Eisenlohr Hall (then an academic building, now Amy G’s humble abode) on June 2nd 1952.
Watch your back: The Locust Hawk has been spotted yet again! Perhaps Countess grew tired of stalking the pre-frosh tours, because this picture shows her lurking behind AXP. With a fiery look in her eyes and a stance that would scare the hula skirt off this leprechaun, she awaits the call to swoop. Is anywhere safe?
“Good luck! (Have fun?) Be happy. Say no to drugs. Don’t talk with your mouth full. Call your parents every once in’ a while.” This last line from an HCMG 203 take home midterm exam lets us know that there is a professor out there who still cares. This educator cares enough to teach his class how to not commit social suicide in public and to find the happiness in cramming for exams right before spring break (almost there!).
So, even as we live off of our last remains of big/little week in Van Peezy and our veins are pumping with caffeine, we should all just take a second to call our parents and tell them how much fun we’re actually having. And more importantly, we can tell them that the biggest lesson our professor taught us so far this semester was to say no to drugs.
We want spring and we want it now. Penn’s Facebook page offered a mysterious sneak peek yesterday into Van Peezy’s new rooftop lounge located on the sixth floor. The DP reports that the lounge will have a grand opening April 18, with a select few being allowed entrance as early as March 4. We have high expectations for this new space: a place to absorb both some vitamin D and all of the reading material we know we will forget to do over spring break. Plus, we’re hoping that third VP elevator will finally shed its fear-inducing construction look and resume normal elevator appearance.
Celebrities: they’re just like us. When she’s not busy ruling the world/being fabulous/rubbing elbows with the equally fabulous, Amy Gutmann takes time to hang with mere muggles! Pictured here is A-Gutt taking her three adorable dogs for a walk down Locust this past weekend. Sporting a bright, white coat and some kickin’ running shoes, Amy proves that it is possible to look totally chic carrying a Pooper-Scooper.
He’s certainly no A-Gutt, but he’ll do. Pictured here is Thomas Sovereign Gates, the very first President of the University, named in 1930 (bet you didn’t know that). His intelligence and leadership proved indispensable at a time when our nation was in social and political turmoil. Following the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, Gates oversaw the use of the university campus as a training ground for American troops. We wouldn’t expect anything less of a Penn prez.