As summer bleeds into autumn, and the school- work comes piling in, we are rapidly approaching Halloween - the first excuse to throw a huge party since Welcome Week.

Sure, Halloween might be, as Cady Heron puts it, “the one night a year when girls can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it,” but it’s also the basis for urban legends on college campuses across the country.

You might have outgrown ghost stories in high school, but many college students seriously believe the legends and lore that shroud their school, and swear that they have experienced a haunting somewhere on campus.

Hollow Hill, one of the internet’s oldest and most respected paranormal info centers, claims that college campuses are actually prime locations for hauntings and poltergeists. According to the site, “Poltergeist events most often occur when there is someone between ages eight and 25 nearby.” With tens of thousands of students falling into the 18-22 age bracket, this certainly fits the mold. Read More »

In response to yesterday’s list of 13 Truths About Women, we weren’t sure what to do. Do we respond to their “truths”? Maybe give them a little real information on women, instead of that bullsh*t they came up with?Or, do we go ahead and enlighten the world with some truths about men? Things we know to be true and think everyone should know when dealing with these….creatures.

We went with the latter. So, here they are: 13 Truths About Men That They Will Lie About Until They Die, But We Are Insightful Enough to Figure Out No Matter How Much They Deny:
(We must note, however, that, unlike men, we realize that all these truths can’t possible apply to all men. But they do show up, in some combination, in every single one.)

1. Sex Is Always a Top Priority: Guys often will try to make women believe that they are sensitive and don’t care about sex (“I want to talk!”), but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Sex is always number 1. Over sports. Over work. Over you. Over your relationship when he is in another city and a cute girl starts talking to him. Over his family. Over his health. If sex is an option, he will be taking it. And if sex is an option without a condom, he will be taking it in the 2.5 seconds it takes to rip your clothes off. No time to consider the repercussions, because those don’t matter when he can do it without the burden of a condom! Read More »

Now, I consider myself to be pretty internet savvy. I know how to search for stuff I need, what sites are good and what sites suck, and all kinds of stuff I’m sure you probably don’t even want to think about. But even I fall for things sometimes, and though I tend to do research on stories that I don’t quite fall for, some stuff gets me. I don’t feel bad though; it gets pretty much everyone else, too.

Remember Aliza Shvarts? She reportedly repeatedly artificially inseminated herself, then took all kinds of abortifacient (read: abortion-inducing) drugs and herbs for an art project. Everyone was all kinds of upset over this one, and it was taken seriously since Yale reported it and everything. Alas, not so much; Aliza’s work was entirely fiction.

Then there’s the one guy who re-grew his finger with pixie dust. Everything grew back in about four weeks, reportedly, and things worked just fine. Of course, it helps that he only had a minor injury and certainly didn’t have his finger severed at the knuckle or anything.

On the flip side, there are stories that can’t possibly be true but are. Read More »

Raven is fabulous and deserves her own talk show

In case you’ve been under a rock, here’s the Yale “artist”

“OMFG” is right: no more Gossip Girl goodness online

Jake and Amir: Who’s the Boss?

Ever dated a sneeze fetishist?

Random photos of Adam Brody being adorable

Jack Donaghy has always been a fan of product placement

Leave. The Internet. Alone!

I’d go for a nice guy any day

Wanna know where your favorite video games came from?

[Read the second installment HERE]

A few days later, I received a friendly e-mail from Jack. He informed me that I’d be hearing from an internal HR recruiter in the next couple of days. I also noticed that he was now available for chat on my Gmail account.

“No harm in that, right?” I asked Jason.

“Sure. Who cares?” He replied.

So after I heard from the recruiter, Jack and I chatted here and there – nothing special or even personal, just friendly banter about this and that. But things quickly took on a different tone, although subtle, I began to wonder about Jack’s motives. He was ecstatic when he found out that Liz, the HR recruiter, had called me. As soon as I told him over chat, our “chat conversation” proceeded as such:

Jack: digits? your digits?!? also may i suggest that you wear a highly professional business suit for the occasion?
me: why do you want to call? and of course i’ll wear a professional suit, silly!
Jack: what do you mean why??? i wanna talk about this over the phone!
me: ok. . . sorry

Before I had a chance to turn my head away from my computer monitor, my cell phone cried BZZZ! BZZZ! BZZZZ!

“So what’s up?” Read More »

[Okay.  So now maybe it WASN’T fake?!] 

[Editor’s Note: since this story was published, Schvarts has admitted to faking the reality of the situation. Her project was to induce conversation about such topics, not actually do them]

Well if my massive hangover wasn’t enough to get me to barf this morning, this story will surely help.

It seems that the line between what is art and what is downright vulgar and disgusting is a lot finer than believed. Aliza Schvarts, an art student at Yale, artificially inseminated herself repeatedly while simultaneously taking medications to induce miscarriages…for her senior art project.

The final product is “a documentation of a nine-month process during which she artificially inseminated herself ‘as often as possible’ while periodically taking abortifacient drugs to induce miscarriages. Her exhibition will feature video recordings of these forced miscarriages as well as preserved collections of the blood from the process….” Read More »

Many years ago, I decided to make a major career change, and, oddly it was just when I finally began my career as a professor. At the same time, two life major events happened. First, my mother suddenly passed from away colon cancer – the deadliest of cancers. She was diagnosed and died three months later, marking the exact day of the doctor’s discovery.

On top of that, and, as the cliché goes, my big “3-0” was right around the corner. Like most vain woman, the mere thought of turning thirty made me frantic, and despite my youthful appearance (I was still lucky enough to be carded for cigarettes!), I was resigned to the idea that Botox would soon be part of my regular regime for maintaining my present natural beauty.

At least I could claim to be happily married, a rare gift that I possess to this day, so I knew there were other qualities besides my looks that I had going for me. And, despite my looks, I am not the most exciting lover. Nevertheless, I knew that my new job, that of being a junior professor, meant that I’d be drowning in more work than I had had previously.

I was in the first stages of becoming a young scholar, but given my mournful state, which was becoming an ever increasing strain on my personal life, I had serious doubts about this chosen career path. Up until that time I had always planned on becoming a scholar. After all, my own mother had been a leading scholar in feminist studies, and she had made it clear that I too was destined to become a professor, just like her. She was my goddess, so why would I have ever doubted this plan that she’d laid out for me? Read More »

Easy on the eyeliner, LC.

Reality TV has even gotten to the smart people — the world has hit it’s ultimate demise (minus all the Globla Warming brew-ha-ha.)

Yale Law School is attempting to set a world record for the most people gathered in one spot dressed as Lauren Conrad.

Uh, do we really need another one?

Maybe YALE doesn’t have legging/headband, layered-necklace wearing chicks, but if you walk into any mall in America you’ll find LC lookalikes rummaging through Forever 21 and Claires like rioters after a flood.

I’d prefer they stay and hibernate there. We don’t need any more people immitating “faux celebrities.”

…However, the invite does mention something about free eyeliner. Hm. Maybe those genius kids at Yale are onto something.

If you truly desire the ability to dress like LC, check out this eHow.com article.