We unwillingly imitated Yale and saved the children of Gulu, dressed as sexually indiscriminate Dallas Cowboys cheerleaders.

The threat of a vanishing sandwich forced Rack&Soul to move — next door.

McCain wore another awful striped tie and Bollinger wore a questionable yellow sweater.

Columbia gained its 70-somethingth Nobel Prize, this time in Chemistry; English majors reportedly were irate.

Bill Ayers was buoyed by the many arms of Alma Mater but hid in the J-School cafe anyway.

PKA pledgers were caught playing Bingo and the Big Brother Twelve screamed to tear down the wall (not really).

We found love in the UK; we hoped they would visit.

The men’s swim team strutted their stuff; the skateboarders fled in leather jackets.