From the hallowed walls of Van Pelt, a few fine lines of poetic verse:
Fuck Chemistry
I just want to drink beer
And play video games
Also, the tipster who sent us this (thanks!) said he saw it in “Goldstein Van Pelt.” We had to look up where that was, but it turns out it’s actually just the front part of Rosenparty. (Oh?) You learn something new every day! Though maybe not Organic Chem?
While our favorite Van Pelt spot is normally quite the Rosenparty, or even a Garten of Love, it seems that more people are shacking up solo in The Hotel Rosengarten.
Tipster Isabel Friedman sends in these photos of the full house that checked in early Sunday morning. Now, we all know trudging through the snow is a cruel business—but this just looks plain torturous.
We’re only one month into school and it’s already this packed? Van Pelt, can we book our reservations for finals yet?
But, hey, if you are going to check into Hotel Rosengarten, you might as well BYO-protection.
More sleepers after the jump.
Good morning, Van Pelters. Gossip(y) Girl(s) here.
The other day, someone forwarded us this email in which some dude (actually, a now Penn Law student and former class prez) recounts a conversation he overheard in Van Pelt. We laughed, but didn’t think much of it…until we received the email on like, twelve other listservs we’re subscribed to. When we looked back over the email, we had a number of concerns, including but not limited to: why is everyone declaring their love in Rosengarten? Also, did this guy sit there transcribing this whole exchange? Considering how quickly excited freshmen speak, we find this words per minute count to be impressive. Oh, and…to all the “Obnoxious Girls” and “Awkward Boys” out there — we salute you.
In the unlikely case that you didn’t receive the email (we simultaneously envy and pity you for not being subscribed to eight zillion listservs), the full text is below the jump.
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Resourceful Lowbrow contributor Isabel Friedman hung this disco ball in Van Pelt tonight. In her words, “Sometimes you just have to remind yourself where the real party is.” Rosenparty, that is! And for this, we salute her.
How have you been coping with this most brutal of finals seasons? Let us know in the comments.
Van Pelt was awash with romance last night. Observe the video above, in which a dapper frat bro (identified as a SAMmy senior) walks into Rosengarten on Saturday with a bouquet of roses. After scanning the room several times, the suitor takes his pick of a lady and begins, “I don’t usually do this, my name’s Charlie. What’s your name?” Smooth moves! “My fraternity is having a semi-formal…So, would you like to go?” he continues. “It’s tomorrow night…I was wondering if you’d like to go.” When she responds with a resounding “Sure,” our suitor retorts with, “Yeah? Really?! What’s your name by the way?” At this point, an onlooker shouts out, “She said yes!” and the applause begins. Apologies for the fact that you may twist your neck watching the video.
Thank you, Charlie, for making us believe real life is like a teen movie. We’ll let it slide that you asked the girl what her name was her name twice.
Bean bag!
Finals really, really suck. In an effort to mitigate said suckiness, Penn likes to hook students up with the occasional freebie. Houston isn’t the only place to find perks — hit up these spots starting today and continuing through the 22nd:
Mark’s Cafe, Van Pelt: Extra shot of espresso free (plus now they’re open until 2 a.m.!)
Accenture Cafe, Towne Building: Extra shot of espresso free
Houston Market, Houston Hall: Free small soda with any purchase between 4 and 8 p.m.
Burger Stop, Food Court at Commons: Late night breakfast from 8 p.m.-midnight (not free, but we hope they have home fries)
And we’re not quite sure what this means, but Einstein is hosting a “Red Bull Energy Break: Drop in and unwind in a bean bag with Wii video games and plasma TVs! Starting at 3 p.m. on 12/14 and 12/15.” So, you know, there’s that.
This was the view from under the Button this morning (Don’t even ask why we were there. Okay you got us. We were taking this picture!) before the library opened at 10:00 a.m. Maybe the early bird gets the best study carrel, but come on. It’s a Saturday!
Let the finals fun begin.
Though we prefer Fisher Fine Arts (and some other folks do, too), a hell of a lot of people dig Van Pelt (Rosenparty, anyone?). As such, we must inform you that Van Pelt is switching into finals mode.
As of tomorrow, VPizzle will be open until 2 a.m. every day until December 22nd. Mark’s Café will continue to close at midnight, but will stay open until 2 during reading days and final exams. And, as always, Rosengarten will be open 24 hours a day. Let the studying commence (ew).
Tonight we were on our way to Van Pelt, feeling pretty good about starting work early and even better about the Raisinets Milk Chocolate Coated Raisin Treats we had just purchased at the Uncommon Market, but then we saw this guy!
He was speaking Spanish (we think it was Spanish), and stopping frequently to take exceptionally long drags of some sort of cigarette or cigar or beedi or kretek (did you know that kretek is an onomatopoeia that comes from the sound of cloves burning? Cool!) or something. We couldn’t really tell what it was, nor could we understand what was being said.
There was a three man camera crew documenting all of it, but no one would tell us anything. Do you know this man? There’s a photo from behind after the jump, in case that helps.
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For some, Homecoming means posting up at Mad4 and drinking a few too many margaritas. For others, it means the chance to assert our athletic dominance over our Ivy League peers. Well, it looks like we did both of these things today, as Mad4 was a madhouse and we beat Princeton like it was our job.
But before we beat the Tigers 42-7, the Princeton band decided to bust into Van Pelt. On a Saturday. On Homecoming. LAME.
Girls just keep misplacing their undergarments, don’t they? Last night a tipster spotted a bra on the stairs in Hillel:
And today a tipster found a bra strap outside of Van Pelt:
Wonder what we would find under the button…
Proofreading a Missed Connection post.
You might wonder how it is that we spend our time over at the Street offices. The truth is, we aren’t really the responsible types. Instead of hours devoted to writerly things, we… procrastinate. We hula-hoop, we drink Diet Dr. Pepper and we ponder the meaning of existence. For example, does one’s reflection truly disappear if one can no longer access it? What exactly does Lady Gaga wear to bed? Or the tried and true classic, what color would your rhombus be?
Well, while “researching” for this week’s Lowbrow feature (teaser alert!) our investigative reporting brought us to the epitome of lonely heartitude: the missed connections. And, guess what we found… love that never got a chance, on our very own campus, with some of our very own Penn students!
Yes, Penn kids too have those moments of regret. So, After scouring the online resource of desolate souls in search of the truly desperate and the utterly hopeless, we’ve found those Pennsters just looking for love. Since we don’t think Craigslist is the ideal dating venue, we posted their heartache here.
Weird things were going on in front of Van Pelt today. Check out the video for a less than investigative report with shoddy camera work.
The spring issue of The Walk, Penn’s most faaaaabulous fashion mag, is set to finally hit the streets! Ever the arbiters of cool, we assume the editors decided to Walk in fashionably late, given their decision to publish a week into finals period.
The writing is mostly unoriginal (congrats on discovering The Green Line and Clark Park!), but the styling and photos ain’t too shabby. The models do give us some hope in the sea of sweatpants and messy hairdos that we’re spotting in Van Pelt.
A flip-through version of the issue is available here.
We really don’t want this to be true, but we heard that several people have spotted mice in the library today. That’s your cue to put your shoes back on, barefoot studiers.
