Suffolk County Comptroller pushes for Long Island to become its own state. Official state quarter to have spiky hair, spray-on tan and mad 'tude.
Weekend-long $4000-a-head "Porn Camp" comes to Tampa Bay.
The other morning in the bookstore, on my way to get my daily tall non-fat sugar-free vanilla Penn girl latte, I was sidetracked by one of those category tables.
Bill Clinton urges Democrats to "chill out." In this case, it must be okay to inhale.
Woman files lawsuit against American Airlines because passenger next to her masturbated while she slept.
Anticipation is everything. Two weeks ago, we could barely wait for Spring Break to start. This week, we better buy our tickets because the Fling concert is "just three weeks away!" As spring begins in earnest and summer follows not far behind, one thing I'm especially not excited for is rapidly approaching.
Last week, as my mom was driving me to the airport for my final flight back to Philly, she reminded me that I only have two months to go before graduation.
Nathan's Kosher hot dogs to be sold in vending machines. Machines containing fried pork rinds moved to different hallway.
Enzyte owner and mother found guilty of mail fraud, bank fraud and money laundering.
It all started with a simple prompt: "Course of study desired: Please check only one and write appropriate code(s) in corresponding boxes." As a high school senior at the ripe age of 17, this part of the application seemed like a piece of cake.
First, they were passed over for the national bird. Then the school mascot. Things were not looking up for hawks, at least not until last week when they attacked an unsuspecting squirrel on College Green, gaining fame and more fans than the fighting Quakers themselves.
Half of British men would give up sex for six months for a 50-inch plasma TV. Interestingly, more than half of Wharton students would give up their 50-inch plasma TVs for sex.
Black lab survives six-story fall off parking garage.
Love may very well be in the air, but so are high prices and expensive dinners. Luckily for those of us who are unattached today, we're exempt from the wallet-gouging tradition that is St.
Coming to college traditionally means two things: cramped dorms and less-than-edible food. For incoming freshmen, Penn attempts to make the transition to college life just a bit easier by burdening students with a seemingly massive meal plan.
This week has been a big one for Vaginas. With the on-campus production of the Vagina Monologues as just a small part of a worldwide celebration in their honor, it's hard not to be thinking about the vajayjay, even for those of us who aren't habitually haunted by an obsession with it.
It's always fascinated me to see just how long Penn students will wait in line. Whether it's at Smoke's, a random frat party or the two-and-a-half block queue to get into this year's Player's Ball athletic formal, girls willingly expose their legs to the below freezing winds while their dates contemplate the pros and cons of busting out their wallets for speedier service.