This isn’t a thinkpiece. This isn’t #realjournalism. This isn’t a tortured artist declaring that “objectivity is dead!” I know what you’re thinking: if not these, than is this article even Wesleyan? Is this article even real?
Perhaps more pressing a question is: “Is this day even real?” Johnny Lazebnik ’16 thinks so maybe (or at least thinks we should celebrate it). Let me tell you, it isn’t. Today is more extra than the random ass beach volleyball court behind Bennet (but less extra than the GODDAM TUITION INCREASE THAT THE BOARD UNANIMOUSLY VOTED ON). The folks over at the Career Center see today as “24 extra hours to do something productive.” See Instagram post below:
So the second (apparently now annual) WesRave went down, ending around 1:00 a.m. Here’s a brief recap and some photos.
We weren’t allowed to go on any major roads or the athletic fields, so we kind of made a loop around campus. It went as such:
Guys, I know everyone’s pumped for dat yung Awesomefest the weekend after next, but what’s one to do if one needs a little awesome? If only there were somewhere we could turn to for something new, like the EP that band is recording with that guy. Imagine how sweet it would be to hear The Ishmayles on the radio! I know, it’s a silly pipe dream, but what else should I shoot for – finishing my homework? Fat chance. Wait – I’m getting a message from none other than Maggie Toth ’12! What could it possibly be?
So here’s the deal: Andy Werle, ’12, and Jordan Lewis, ’13, of Ishmael will be joining me on my radio show for a preview of their forthcoming EP in its entirety. My show is called 600 lbs of Sin [Ed. note: That’s sick.] and is on WESU from 1-2am on Monday Night (Tuesday Morning). People can listen in my heading to wesufm.org or turning their radio dial to 88.1. Also, if you could mention their upcoming show at Earth House (this Saturday at 10:30) that would be wonderful.
To quote economist and public intellectual John Kenneth Galbraith: “Word!” I’m pumped. If I see any of you at 1 AM and am not listening to the show, please remind me where I’m supposed to be! And keep an eye out for an event post on Ishmael playin’ one o’ their ol’ haunts.
Fuck Yeah Nouns is fairly intuitive and fairly addictive. Made by some dudes for a hackathon, apparently, the site only asks that you enter a noun of some sort (the appetizer, if you will), which it perfectly pairs with an image (the entrée) and the titular phrase of jubilation (the “nice Chianti”). Have fun figuring out how it chooses the images.
I really don’t know what else to say, except maybe give a few nouns as examples. Try searching your name and your friends’ names to get the most out of your time! More graphics after the jump.