In honor of Breast Cancer Awareness Month (yes, somehow it’s already October), our namesake is sporting a new philanthropic accessory. Check out its new look, and if you’re looking for other ways to show your support, be sure to make room in your busy schedule for this sacred event.
Do you have what it takes to write for UTB? Email firstname.lastname@example.org by midnight on Friday 9/13 with a 5-page letter to the editor to apply. Jk just say “Hey I want an app” and you should be good.
Since finals are over we don’t even have to feel guilty for reading Buzzfeed’s addictivelyentertainingtime-wasters, and the latest iteration features our favorite campus sculpture. Our own Hillary Reinsberg includes The Button and its lore as one of the craziest college traditions to rock the country, along with less salacious locales to do the dirty like Michigan Stadium and Stanford’s Quad. We’ve always known that we were special!
Do you know how to read and write in a language (English preferred)? Did you score above a 600 in the critical reading portion of the SAT? Do you want to your name prominently displayed on the bloggiest of all Penn blogs? And, most importantly, do you want to see if you’ve got the skills– nay, the absolute chutzpah!– to be a contributor for Under the Button over the summer?
If so, come out to 4015 Walnut next Thursday, April 26th, at 3 p.m. for a short information session on Summer UTB! We’ll discuss how to get involved over the next few months, give some details about the blog itself and distribute applications for those interested in becoming summer contributors. Any and all are welcome! (And if you won’t be able to attend, shoot us an email so we can get in contact with you.)
After a two-year hiatus, we’re proud to re-present the seventh installment of Pennetration, UTB’s bedroom diary column, featuring sex, vice and everything nice on our Ivy League campus. Without further adieu, we present the adventures of one brave lady’s tale: Karma Is A Drunk Bitch.
Spring Fling is a time to try new things. Fling is also a time to shirk all responsibilities and, ipso facto, personal dignity. The following is what happens when you have none to begin with:
The Incident began one Saturday night when my best friend “Lucy” and I were walking home. Approaching our front door, I suddenly realized I would be ending the night alone– simply unacceptable. The solution seemed, at the time, obvious: I texted two guys, certain that the one to respond first would be most capable of keeping it up. One was the guy with whom I had ventured under the button the previous night (let’s call him Matt), and the other was a rando from West Point whom I had met and made out with in the span of the last two hours (we’ll call him West Point, because remembering names is for the frivolous). In some unfortunate turn of events, both texted me back.
It’s almost time for spring OCR, and we didn’t want to be left out of all the hiring fun. In fact, we wanted to start the fun early! Forget Goldman or Mckinsey, your resumes need to only flock to one place— here. Except, instead of your resumes, we want nothing but you and your ideas. We’re looking for new writers of all ages for next semester, so if it’s something you have even the slightest interest in, come to our Info Session and see what working for UTB is all about.
Put your best bloodthirsty face on (but please, leave the business attire at home) and make your way down to 4015 Walnut tomorrow evening. You can either come at 7:15 p.m. for the event or get there early for the Street Writer’s meeting at 6:30. If you have any questions in the meantime, send ‘em to contact[at]underthebutton.com. We hope to see you there!
Does reading all the words on UTB take up too much of your time? Perhaps you’d be interested in a more digestible, visually-minded take on our usual offerings! We’ve started a Tumblr, where you can go for a slightly watered down version of this wonderful blog – just think of it as UTB express. We’ll be pulling from a few less conventional sources over there (ie, The Walk’s blog), so be on the lookout for some exceptional content that might not make it on our formal site otherwise. Also, we’re very equal opportunity, so if you have a Tumblr account and follow us, we will follow you back - no questions asked. Follow us here.
Update: We forgot to mention one of the best features of our new offshoot – the questions toolbar! You can submit a question about absolutely anything that you want an answer for (for instance, ”Where did Pennetration go?” or “What’s the deal with that vase full of styrofoam at Saxby’s?”), and we will do our best to find an answer for you. Hop to it!
Ah, freshman elections. There is no time of year that is more ripe for ridicule. We’ve seen some whack campaign videos in our day featuring mad rap skillz and booty poppin’, but this newest addition to our collection of weird-ass videos has us scratching our heads.
The kid is running for VP of Finance and it seems as if he is more than willing to satisfy voters of both sexes (under the button, of course). We are still completely unsure of everything he stands for and how his slogan says anything about him. Extra points for the bright blue yarmulke, though. We also enjoy the opening “sex sex sex sex sex” sequence and the shout out to our favorite spot on campus. UTB, represent!