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...chants: “Hi! My name is Adam! I’m from Denver, Colorado! I live in Canaday D!” While it might seem trite, take advantage of these early weeks to meet and greet, and welcome those who do the same. Yes, knowing someone??s prospective concentration might not mean a whole lot, but you never know when a real friendship might spark. All too soon, the stars in your eyes will fade, and you won’t be tempted to choose that empty seat next to a table full of strangers...
...outshines everything else in the stadium, Billy’s at his most entertaining when he’s featuring those around him. That Saturday, he left most of the face-melting solos to his talented band and made sure to get the crowd involved, rambling between songs like someone??s drunk uncle at Thanksgiving dinner. It’s easy to take Joel lightly, especially when he’s attacking bugs with a giant yellow fly swatter, putting on an awful mock-New England accent, and commiserating with the people in the nosebleeds...
...Harvard as Harvard, of course, is an impolite topic of conversation, much like asking about a parent’s salary or someone??s racial composition. While the topic may drift up in the first few weeks of freshman year, it is quickly squashed by the monotony of concentration, secondary, citation, and Core credits and the erratic drive to build the old resume. Yet, periodically, the idea resurfaces. Most of the time, it’s in the form of a complaint as in, “Why the hell are they cutting hot breakfast? This is Harvard...
...things that [Coach Bill Cleary] always said to us was, ‘I can always tell how someone??s going to do in business by how they play hockey,” Anthony Visone ’84 recalled...
...updates about someone??s life through pictures, posts, and video does not require physical proximity. Perhaps even more important than boosting our ability to multitask, the information revolution has bred a generation of remarkably good stalkers. In the extreme, this can become voyeuristic. An unrelenting barrage of Twitter updates threatens excessive intrusion for both readers and writers, challenging our most basic understanding of the concept of “privacy.” But for the most part, our online interactions are a natural response to a new and generational exhibitionism; after all, Facebook albums and Tweets...