Little did I know, taking a poetry class means other people have to read my poetry…

Bold, Beautiful… man?

I know it’s not required, it does nothing for my aggravation

A Barnard brew of magic.

A peek into the joys of one Bwogger’s Literature Humanities class.

The liberal arts love her!

More specifically, of all-double suites

Upside Pizza makes its way Uptown!

Some of these could be East Coast culture. Most of it is private school, hoity-toity, “outside of my tax bracket” culture. I don’t know, I miss In-N-Out and my beautiful 70-degree climate.

NASA announces that the danger of asteroid 2024 YR4 hitting Earth has dropped to nearly zero.

Bwog bought scented candles, watched Secret Lives of Mormon Wives, and enjoyed Anar!

It has become increasingly clear, in the past few frigid weeks, that Punxsutawney Phil was correct when he made his unpopular prediction on February 2: winter is bound to drag on. 

Come to our open meeting tonight in Lerner 510 at 9 pm!

A beauty to behold—the convenience of the Wallach-John Jay tunnel/hallway/whatchamacallit is astounding.

Johnny’s, you’re just not the same.