After Hours Open Mic is from 8-10pm in the Mug tonight, and performers (of all types) can start signing up at 7:45 pm in the mug for slots.
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10.01.2009
Open Mic Tonight
John Wojcik '11 has emailed us with a request for publicity. We humbly oblige:
After Hours Open Mic is from 8-10pm in the Mug tonight, and performers (of all types) can start signing up at 7:45 pm in the mug for slots.
After Hours Open Mic is from 8-10pm in the Mug tonight, and performers (of all types) can start signing up at 7:45 pm in the mug for slots.
Guess that leaves out anyone who watches Grey's, huh? ;)
5.03.2008
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I have two weeks left. I'm going to miss Vassar.
Let me rephrase that.
I'm going to miss my friends at Vassar.
Last night, me and my friends played DDR, went to the Limit show (which was EXCELLENT), checked out the Mug, and then spontaneously decided to go to the farm at 1:30 in the morning. At the point that we finally reached the farm we suddenly realized that we should've gone in the other direction, as we were mildly hungry. So we hiked across campus to the Acrop. We were there until 3:00.
I did not get to sleep till 4, and was woken up by none other than Main building herself at 9:00 a.m.
But I don't regret it. Here's why: I LOVE my friends. They're a wildly eclectic group of people, and they're all fabulous. It makes me want to cry sometimes thinking about how great they are, and thinking about how I shall fill the void made by their absence over the summer. Facebook and AIM still exists, but it's not the same. The void can't be filled. At least one of them will be a short drive away from where I live, but the others live several hours away from me.
SO if you're reading this right now, take some time to let your friends know how much you love them. Especially those who you won't be seeing over the summer.
Oh, and
HAPPY FOUNDER'S DAY, BITCHES!
sprink.
Let me rephrase that.
I'm going to miss my friends at Vassar.
Last night, me and my friends played DDR, went to the Limit show (which was EXCELLENT), checked out the Mug, and then spontaneously decided to go to the farm at 1:30 in the morning. At the point that we finally reached the farm we suddenly realized that we should've gone in the other direction, as we were mildly hungry. So we hiked across campus to the Acrop. We were there until 3:00.
I did not get to sleep till 4, and was woken up by none other than Main building herself at 9:00 a.m.
But I don't regret it. Here's why: I LOVE my friends. They're a wildly eclectic group of people, and they're all fabulous. It makes me want to cry sometimes thinking about how great they are, and thinking about how I shall fill the void made by their absence over the summer. Facebook and AIM still exists, but it's not the same. The void can't be filled. At least one of them will be a short drive away from where I live, but the others live several hours away from me.
SO if you're reading this right now, take some time to let your friends know how much you love them. Especially those who you won't be seeing over the summer.
Oh, and
HAPPY FOUNDER'S DAY, BITCHES!
sprink.
4.29.2008
The Truth
What is it with all these shady-ass girls trying to dance with me at the Mug? When I’m there with my boys on the dance floor all I’m looking for is a good time, a random hook-up is the last thing on my mind. Its insane! We’re down there for less than five minutes and we’re already surrounded. Like hungry kittens, timid at first, but once they see what they want they close in and attack; I turn and they're pawing at my ankles. Why are girls always so horny? All they want is sex. We break free but they pursue. As quickly as we move to the extremes of the floor we’re re-encircled. They’re everywhere; if they’re not on the dance floor then there standing on the sides giving me the eye. How can I be expected to have a good time if I know I’m being ogled? All I want to do is dance with my boys, just let me have my fun. When I go down there, all I’m looking for is fun, not sex. Eww! Girls, Leave us guys alone. When we’re at the mug, we’re not there to dance with you. All we want is guy time, so keep your distance and let us have our fun.
white chocolate
p.s. When I leave the Mug I leave alone, my bed is the only thing I want to be inside of.
white chocolate
p.s. When I leave the Mug I leave alone, my bed is the only thing I want to be inside of.
4.17.2008
PL and Nuyoricans= Hott
In case you didn't go, it was great! A couple of the poets did have lisps, but aside from that, the projection and emotion emanating from each poet was amazing! Mahogany Love's haiku had me laughing to the point of tears because I, too, can agree that I love bone in my fish ;)
Tomorrow I hear is Fem Alliance mug night, that should be cool, but don't forget about (these shameless plugs) Souls With Voices 2morrow and African Violets+CBS Mug Nite on Saturday! Free glow sticks and condoms sound like a major treat. After all of the sweaty grinding and looks of seduction that go on in the mug when the music isn't even dance music, I'm sure we'll have a great delivery for the next two days. If you're hyped for either, let me know which!
Enjoy the week(end)
Luvs and hugs,
Dyamond Phillips
Tomorrow I hear is Fem Alliance mug night, that should be cool, but don't forget about (these shameless plugs) Souls With Voices 2morrow and African Violets+CBS Mug Nite on Saturday! Free glow sticks and condoms sound like a major treat. After all of the sweaty grinding and looks of seduction that go on in the mug when the music isn't even dance music, I'm sure we'll have a great delivery for the next two days. If you're hyped for either, let me know which!
Enjoy the week(end)
Luvs and hugs,
Dyamond Phillips
3.25.2008
A New Look For the Mug
According to a certain campus dining worker, Matthew's Mug will soon be getting a stylish new sign. Set to be placed right across from the stairs on the lower level, it will consist of four huge parts.

And Blog9 has your first look at the graphic that will make up the two center pieces!

Cool, huh??
~SPRiNKLES
3.01.2008
Lonely Nights at the Mug
I had a kick-ass time at the FlyPeople Mug Night last night. While I was there, however, I noticed that an awful lot of girls were dancing solo by the walls, waiting for someone to approach them. And no one did! It made me think, either I'm just beginning to notice the effects of a skewed gender ratio or for some reason a large portion of the guys just didn't bother going to dance. I put more stake into the latter explanation, and therefore pose these questions for the guys reading this: Where were you? What were you doing that was so important that you left a bunch of girls waiting in anticipation, only to be left disappointed?Crito
The Laughing. It's What It's All About.
I forgot how great weekend nights can be. See, last weekend I was sickly so I mostly stayed in. And I was like, “whatever, it’s fine, I need rest and I don’t have that much fun when I go out anyways.” Except I really do. Last night my friend’s friends were visiting and they were awesome. We went out to dinner, hung out in our friend’s room, and went to the Mug. And it was great. The Mug is so much better when you’re not worried about finding a guy (or girl) to grind all up against. You can just have fun with your friends and dance like a total fool. And laugh together about all the sketchy hookups. Because that’s really what it’s all about, let’s be honest. The laughing, not the hookups.
So I’m being pretty obvious, saying that weekend nights are awesome. But I had forgotten how much fun I could have just being stupid with my friends in our rooms and at the Mug. And now I’m exhausted and have a ton of work to do, but isn’t part of college all about friends? I’m really reveling in that part. The work, not so much.
And with that lovely stream of consciousness, I’m out! Enjoy the rest of your weekend. I’ll see you at Heaven and Hell!
Love,
Peabo
So I’m being pretty obvious, saying that weekend nights are awesome. But I had forgotten how much fun I could have just being stupid with my friends in our rooms and at the Mug. And now I’m exhausted and have a ton of work to do, but isn’t part of college all about friends? I’m really reveling in that part. The work, not so much.
And with that lovely stream of consciousness, I’m out! Enjoy the rest of your weekend. I’ll see you at Heaven and Hell!
Love,
Peabo
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