A cubic zirconium to the GCB, which just turned 40 but is still attracting lots of 21-year-olds. More power to you, but we hope we don't find ourselves still stuck in the basement of Grad Center when we hit middle age.
Coal to engineering professors who claimed they were not consulted about a new cell phone antenna installed on the roof of Barus and Holley and were worried it would interfere with sensitive scientific instruments. We tried to call you, but it went directly to voicemail.
A diamond to the sports marketing firm recently hired by Brown's athletic department to identify revenue-generating opportunities. Too bad the only idea they've come up with is selling authentic water-damaged timbers from the old Smith Swim Center roof (autographed by Chris Berman '77!).
Coal to the Rhode Island General Assembly, which was not scheduled to meet again until 2010 but which will bravely reconvene for a two-day emergency session after a months-long recess. We'll give you an A for effort, but it's a little disillusioning to know that governing requires even less frequent attendance than a Russian literature independent study.
A diamond to Yeasayer, the Brooklyn-based band that will headline BCA's fall concert. We know your "experimental psychadelic" music doesn't please everyone, and some will say you shouldn't have been invited, but don't listen to the ... well, the you-know-whats.
A cubic zirconium to the student in this week's crime log whose iPod was stolen from his desk while he took an accidental three-and-a-half-hour nap at the SciLi. We're not sure what was worse — getting your electronics stolen or realizing you just drooled all over a computer cluster (and got logged out!).
Coal to a leak in the roof in Salomon 101 that was only recently fixed. We're lucky it wasn't a problem last month — Musharraf's security detail might have had to carry guns and umbrellas.
A diamond to the enthusiastic moms and dads quoted — alongside the names of their children — in Monday's Parents' Weekend article. Thanks for helping our reporters out, even though your kids now hate you.
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