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Reunions 2002: Keg Bed

Reunions 2002: Keg Bed

Like an atom bomb or the end of the world or the Macy’s Day Parade. Whether or not you knew it, Reunions (i.e. “the perennial Ivy League blowout kegger” referred to in a GQ exposé last year) are coming. Can’t you hear it — the pitter-patter of hundreds of alumni footsteps, canes and wheelchairs, the slurping from special edition beer cans, the loudness of Reunions’ token wardrobe?

Maybe not. Or, at least not yet, with Houseparties a few days away and all. But rest assured, the countdown has begun at www.countdowntoreunions.com, which gives an up-to-the-second reminder of the time between now and when the May-hem begins.

This screen shot will become increasingly less relevant over time.

This screenshot will become increasingly less relevant over time.

Personally, the design of the site seems all too familiar.  That font and the angular, borderless orange rectangle schema are symbols of official University webpage underdesign. I’m talking about those sites only seen momentarily in the deepest stages of room draw. Also, how did we get the web address? Not that it’s the most desireable web address (certainly not as desireable as www.pancakes.com, the homepage of PJ’s Pancake House), but the page doesn’t even mention the University.

Anyhow, Reunions are all about bold moves and in the Orange Bubble, no other reunions (lowercase) exist.  Just ask the folks over at www.princetonreunions.com, who call it “an experiment focused on age and agelessness, immaturity and maturation.”

When hes not selling salad dressing - yep, drinking.

This one's for you, Paul.

A fair sky and a breezy 66° – what better Saturday to drink the hours away? Well, literally, that is – one for every hour of this fine April 24th, to be exact.

That’s right folks, it’s Newman’s Day, so you can expect lots of day drinking, public insobriety, and mostly just hammered seniors boozin’ in the solace of their post-thesis lives.

If you’re not familiar with the Princeton tradition: actor and all-around badass Paul Newman‘s quoted as saying, “24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case. Coincidence? I think not.” College kids took the hint and drink 24 brews on April 24 to commemorate college life and the Cool Hand himself. (Or at least they try. Hitting the mark is an achievement, of course.)

Oh, and in 2004 he told Princeton specifically to ban the ritual and the use of his name. Just a PR move, though, we get it man, you gotta keep your image clean.

So if anything funny/awesome/especially drunk happens today, we’ll try and keep you posted here and here. And if you’ve got any good stories – hit us up in the comments or at theinktips@gmail.com

Now if you’ll excuse us – a cooler awaits.

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source: yaledailynews.com

source: yaledailynews.com

Yalies must have too much time on their hands. Maybe it’s the assurance of having higher GPAs and a lighter workload, or maybe they’re just really starved for a social outlet.

How else do you explain over 1,000 students going absolutely mental in order to cop a feel of a giant inflatable ball? The tradition of Bladderball (yes, you read that right) returned yesterday after a 27-year hiatus. Yale had banned the annual crazy convention because too many people got injured. Hands and balls were slapping against people’s faces and such. But the Yalies of today defied their administrators and literally brought the streets of New Haven to a standstill.

We guess it’s cool that Yalies have the motivation and the testicular fortitude to ignore university-decreed bans, even if their precious tradition is utterly bizarre. Maybe this will mean someone here will be ballsy enough to bring back the Nude Olympics?

Who are we kidding. We are too apathetic. Back to our JPs!

Want to see some crazy footage? Check out the Youtube clip below!

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