We knew the School of the Arts kids are talented. We’d pin the SIPA kids for some serious clowning around if they were drunk enough. But who would ever… ever… suspect the semester’s best student production would come out of the Business School. But when B-School Dean Hubbard gets passed over as Fed Chair by […]

There is currently a bagpiper outside of the 118th Street entrance to SIPA. No word yet on whether he is using the luscious sounds of his, um, pipes to crash a SIPA party.

In the spirit of wedding crashers, lonely and ambitous men from the B-School have started crashing SIPA parties–“where the wine flows and the women are beautiful” in an attempt to escape the few and relatively ugly girls of their own school. But wouldn’t these business folks have a tough time handling the liberal ladies of […]

In which Bwog staffer Mark Krotov familiarizes us with the places where you can find him when he’s supposed to be in class. The first time I came upon the Lehman cubicles, I felt like one of those schoolboys who discovered the Lascaux caves. Although hardly prehistoric in the traditional sense, the Lehman cubicles are […]

The Sunday Times recommends Morningside Heights restaurants on Amsterdam. It’s like a Bizarro Broadway– just replace drunk undergrads with sober SIPA students, Riverside Park with Morningside, and bad food with good.