On his most perilous assignment yet, Bwog’s disarmingly handsome Staff Writer Henry Golub spent ten minutes in John Jay. He relates what he smelt, saw, and dealt. (Disclaimer: This is all fake, and I like John Jay. I also don’t shove people.)  I’m skeptical of anyone who tells me to spend more than eight minutes on […]

So, it appears that we’re going to have to live with this strange John Jay-JJ’s amalgamation for a few more weeks ( perhaps longer, depending on how the repair takes). This isn’t any kind of major inconvenience – John Jay serves mozzarella sticks just fine, and we can take trading basement Foosball for more seating area […]

We have all noticed Ferris’s inconsistent music patterns—from soul-soothing piano acoustics to baby-making R&B, you have spent countless hours in the pasta line thinking, “how the hell did they come up with the playlist today?” Wonder no more. Sandy, the Ferris kitchen manager, has recently revealed the mysterious DJ’s identity to me in a short […]

Recently, Bwog asked for the weirdest things people have stolen from the dining halls. Here are some of the responses! The hoarders: “Through Pavlovian psychology, I’ve trained the freshman in my suite in Hartley to steal fruit daily” “I saw a girl (who may or may not have been my roommate) fill several 1-liter plastic bottles […]