Guest Bwogger Emma Melnikov has the inside scoop on the shock caused by the exasperating search to find a place to sit and eat your dinner at John Jay.
We sat down with a student who got really tired after exclusively eating Ferris food for a week. The story is the latest in a trend of food-related debilities.
Rambunctious newsletter editor Zoe Sottile is just like you: scared to walk into John Jay alone. We’ve all been there. You’re hungry. You’re craving a nice John Jay sushi roll, or maybe some of the miscellaneous pastes from the vegan station smeared on white bread. You text a friend to ask if they want to […]
October can’t come soon enough. To get his spook on, senior Bwogger Leo Bevilacqua decided to sort through his love-hate relationship with Ryan Murphy in a productive way. MURDER HOUSE (Carman) – Where the horror begins quite literally. Plus, some unfortunate upperclassmen find themselves trapped in this liminal space for years to come as RA’s. Those […]
An astonishingly alliterate housing hall, John Jay provides hotel-style living with desirable amenities like two whole food places inside, also sort of like a hotel. Location: 511 W. 114th Street, New York, NY 10027 (Right next to Butler!) Nearby dorms: Hartley & Wallach & Butler, where students actually sleep sometimes. Stores and restaurants: Hamilton Deli, […]
Something’s up with the plumbing in John Jay. Staff writer Danielle Mikaelian opened her Rolodex of anonymous sources and did some good old-fashioned investigative reporting. John Jay showers are hot and they’re cold They’re yes and they’re no They’re in and they’re out Their temps up and down They’re wrong, it isn’t right It’s cold, […]
In early December, Bwog received a tip, included at the end of the post, that complained of a lack of hot water in Carman’s renovated floors since the beginning of the year. After receiving notification of this concern, Bwog investigated. Since August 2017, several residents of Carman Hall’s newly renovated floors, floors 9 to 13, […]
It’s a Thursday morning–you’ve already slept through your 10:10 (whoops), and you’re in need of some nourishment. You roll into John Jay at around 11, half-asleep and seeking an egg white omelet, and you’re immediately greeted by Yung Berg shouting/growling, “SE-XY! CAN! I!” It’s a jarring experience–serving yourself some cereal as Drake croons, “I’m trying […]
We know you’ve all thought it. Which dorm your current hookup lives in says a lot about his relative sadboy- or fuckboy-ness. Whether he’s a Carman athlete, a Furnald poet, or a Wein loner, the stereotypes hold true more often than not. After all, what’s a stereotype without a little bit of truth? Read on for […]
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 […]