While crossing Broadway at 115th street, a tipster overheard this exchange between two “somewhat nerdy” men, narrowing down the possibilities to roughly half of Columbia’s community. Guy 1: “Trust me, after living in this city for four years, I’ve seen everything. Everything. One day I was in the subway, and a woman just took off […]

On college walk: Guy: You know what I like about this campus? Everything looks like it’s under an Instagram filter.  Girl: Is that how hipsters say something is beautiful now? The days when we compared scenery to a painting or movie are over. Fake vintage photography is where it’s at now.

A tipster outside of Schermerhorn 501 overheard someone grappling with one of life’s toughest problems: I mean, I *like* him, but it’s like, why are your lips so hard? Ouch. Lip compatibility is essential to a healthy relationship. This could be a deal breaker. Luscious stock model lips via Shutterstock

A tipster has sent us the following gem uttered by an economics professor explaining off-equilibrium threat: “I don’t want you to get up in the middle of class, and you don’t want to see me naked!” …we’d appreciate some context.

The holiday may be over, but the emotional scar will remain. Mom (to little boy): “…and if you kick that chair in front of you the nice flight attendant will come and cut your legs off.”

A tipster overheard this exchange outside of Carman: Guy 1: So, you’re majoring in Russian literature? Guy 2: Yeah and philosophy. Guy 1: What the fuck are you gonna be? Guy 2: I’m gonna work on Wall Street. Looks like someone has it all figured out. Wall Street via Shutterstock

A tipster overheard this conversation at the 115th and Amsterdam halal cart around 2 AM: Girl: “Do you believe in leprechauns?” Guy: “Well, it depends on your definition. What makes a leprechaun?” Our overly-analytical or completely clueless friend certainly did not find any gold that night.

A tipster overheard the following in Lerner: “Most people don’t know this about me, but I’m really fucking intellectual.” Which probably means: “I definitely think most people think I’m intellectual, but I’m trying to sound humble by pretending I don’t and putting a ‘fucking’ in there.” It’s the essence of every college or job application […]

With these few days off, Bwog hopes that you are exploring new territories, both physical and mental.  If you are sticking it out at Columbia, we urge you to do things non-school related.  Might we suggest taking some cues from these two individuals overheard on campus… Help out: Mom. I don’t have any money. Seriously. I […]

Now that the weather (and your Halloween costume) are back under wraps, Bwog is here to cheer you up with some enticing post-hurricane overheards. Questions of life outside Ricky’s: Someone who clearly doesn’t dye their own hair: “Is this place just open for Halloween?” Planning for Halloweekend in a hurricane: Girl: “For Halloween, I’ll be […]

The latest in small talk, overheard by a tipster at Starbucks:   “How was your hurrication?”   Nothing rejuvenates the soul quite like not leaving your building for two days (although you don’t necessarily need a hurricane for that). Pricey supplies you didn’t even end up using via Shutterstock  

Yesterday, a tipster had a conversation with a woman on the cleaning staff in Wallach. Our tipster wished her a good morning and said that he appreciated her work. Though this isn’t the typical way in which overheards on Bwog work, her response was too heartwarming not to share: Sweetie, I love my job. I […]

Don’t shed those tears after our 21-16 loss to Dartmouth, Bwog is here to cheer you up with a double dose of Overheards and Overseens. Thanks to our army of minions tipsters, we’ve gathered some snippets through the grapevine. Freshman athletes on Lit Hum: “I didn’t know, when I committed, about the whole liberal arts thing […]

An tipster overheard the following from an event in Lerner today: “I’m a lawyer—I drink at all times of day. Do they have tequila here or a Bloody Mary at Starbucks?” Bwog’s sound medical advice of the day? Try some Four Loko. Shortest distances via Google Maps

Overheard by a thirsty tipster in Julie Crawford’s Milton class: Julie Crawford: Comus offers the lady a mint julep! How classy. When I was young we drank peach schnapps. What do you guys drink today? Silence. Two voices, simultaneously, from the back row: Beer. Minty treat via Wikimedia Commons