Do you laugh when friends tell you a funny joke? Or do you “LOL” or “ROFL”?
During summer, I LOL’ed so much, I often felt like I was going to crash headlong into my computer screen.
Was it because …
There’s an aesthetic problem in the middle of my lawn. A mop, a decapitated vacuum, and a mysterious white pole have decorated my small patch of grass for about a week.
On Tuesday evening, we place…
•Some well-known names in hockey, like Doug Gilmore, Kirk Muller, and the ubiquitous Don Cherry, all lay claim to Kingston as their hometown
•The more-ubiquitous Dan Aykroyd, of Coneheads movie fam…
Day 6: Brandon, Man. to Thunder Bay, Ont.
A quick stop at Winnipeg (and a cup of organic coffee) made me become fond of that city, with its sturdy trees and aged houses. Winnipeg also offered us ma…
When I was asked to look into the meaning and history behind several of the most well-known or confusing aspects of Orientation Week, I realized, as I have so many times before, that I know nothing…
University of Toronto
The Skule, UofT’s Engineering Society, holds a host of events during Frosh Week. Like Queen’s, the engineers dye themselves purple and sing the Lady Godiva hymn (“We are, we a…
This is it. Fourth year, and my last first week of school at Queen’s has officially come to an end.
Before the pressures of student life take hold, I’d like to take a moment to appreciate the fresh…
Alan Nicholls, ArtSci ’09, spent two hours somersaulting in mud and shaving cream during ASUS’s Carnival Day on Wednesday. He grinned through the splotches of shaving cream on his face and said he …
Sometimes, you just have to listen to your mother.
When Aaron and Julia, my two good friends from high school, excitedly told me that we had a car to drive across Canada, my first reaction was (sha…
Chown, Adelaide and Ban Righ Halls
All girls, all the time; single and double rooms; private washrooms and showers shared between two people (Chown), communal showers and washrooms (Adelaide and Ba…
1. Bearance’s Grocery, 115 Livingston Ave.
This is the closest you can get to a friendly, small-town grocer from the 1850s. It’s a family business with a butcher’s counter and food from local mark…
Dear Golden Gael,
The amount of red ink my professor used on my first English essay left me seeing red. I don’t know what happened because in high school I never got anything lower than a B. I thou…
Flashback to three summers ago: my Mom and I made the trip up to Kingston for our very first visit to Queen’s. Somewhere between the campus tour, the purchase of my brand new Queen’s hoodie, and my…
While the aspiring varsity athletes among you may know a bit about the history of the Queen’s athletic program, chances are most of you are unaware of its rich athletic traditions. So here are 10 g…
One of the many manifestations of history at Queen’s is the names of buildings. You can’t go more than two steps on campus without running into an edifice named for someone who made significant con…
In the 1950s, a woman beginning her studies at Queen’s was given a candle that was supposed to foretell her future: her husband would come from the faculty whose colour was ribboned to her candle, …
Last Friday, I bought myself my first red lipstick.
This might seem insignificant, and even downright frivolous, but it does have some significance here. You see, I have a bit of an addiction to li…
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Dear Incoming Frosh,
Yes, your first year of university is stretching before you. And heck yes, it is going to be an adventure and three-quarters you will never forget. Freedom!…
For a serious person like me, having a summer fling is as natural as a fish swimming on land.
According to my old Longman Dictionary of Contemporary English, a fling is “a short time of satisfying …
Summer is that carefree time that is supposed to be filled with excitement, which usually translates into “road trips” or, even better, “summer flings.” Two movies I watch religiously every summer …
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Allow me to explain the gut-wrenching process called moving.
It is a mad, mad process, my friends.
As Murphy would have it, April 30—my appointed moving day—decided to pour rain…
Sitting comfortably in my chair in my new Ghetto house, I can recall the events of the past few weeks: the end of first-year exams, the frantic packing of the contents of my suddenly-enormous resid…
In the 1980s, health-conscious North Americans would start their days with grapefruit and cottage cheese with black coffee, tossing their permed hair and turning a cold —and often padded—shoulder t…