Whenever I go up to a beautiful woman, kiss her and say ‘Baby, it’s me!’ she always responds with, ‘Who are you?’ This is either borderline creepy or my gal has amnesia – it’s a question that we spend our lives trying to address.
Dearest readers, it’s been a rough couple of weeks for me. It’s tough to walk around this great big campus seeing you lot shambling about, all grumbles and frowns (and didn’t your mothers ever tell you that your face could get stuck that way?).
Boston University students know that it doesn’t just take a lot of hard work to be a successful student, it also takes a lot of walking. Fortunately, for most students, there’s more than one way to ride to their next classroom or other campus destination. But for the 282 students living in Danielsen Hall, the failure of the BU Shuttle Service to bring them back to their residence in a reasonable amount of time has put them at a significant disadvantage when it comes to getting around campus.
This week we talked to poet and Boston University graduate Elizabeth Alexander, who delivered a poem at President Barack Obama’s inauguration.’ Her way with words was so inspiring to us that we here at the ‘ol Free Press wrote some of our own poems about the people and issues we covered this week in the only form of poetry we know how to write: haikus.
While watching this year’s Grammy Awards, I was struck by a very ugly performance by the Jonas Brothers and Stevie Wonder (on the talk box!). Halfway through the faux-virgin boys’ hit single ‘Burnin’ Up,’ it became abundantly clear that the boys were not playing their instruments.