For three weeks, I toiled away in my room. Sweat-stained Hanes contained rolls I had been trying to get down. The diet of McDonald's number two meals and Taco Bell’s chalupas did not help, but while I bookmarked Goons with Spoons, running a guild takes up too much time to cook like that sweet Rachel Ray. I was up all night on my seventh bottle of Bawls, cardboard and duct tape strewn all over the room. My costume would be the star of the show.
To the person who dislikes anime, science fiction and costume fornication, I-Con is not the place to be. With hundreds of peculiar fans dressing up as their beloved characters, it appeared as though Halloween came early this year. However, amid the sword-dueling ninjas, the medieval women and—yes—Moses, there was one of American culture’s greatest supernatural fighting legends, Ernie Hudson, the ghost buster.
When I heard there was to be a drag show happening in Tabler on April 10, I figured that this would be a great opportunity for me to get involved with the activities on campus. When I arrived at the Tabler Arts Center, a place I have never been before (I have passed the dreaded steps many times but never ventured up them), I knew I was in for something different. I am as straight as they come, but I am all about one’s freedom.
It seems that emo kids do have something to fear from Panic at the Disco’s sophomore album, Pretty. Odd., released March 25. The band, once known for their hard beat, techno undertone and circus theme, has emerged from their three years of song writing with a new and more mature sound from their first release A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out.
Spore is proof of evolution. That’s right. Spore. It’s an interaction simulation that shows the progression of species as they start in tide pools, grow limbs (or not) to climb onto land, form tribal existences, build up civilizations, and then finally blow up other planets.
I stopped watching American Idol. Quite frankly, it’s become a mockery of itself (Simon Cowell used to be my curmudgeonly hero; but he has long since been replaced by Gregory House). Luckily, Stony Brook Idol is still fresh and interesting, and a great opportunity to see the sort of talent that can’t necessarily come out to the Open Mic Nights at Tabler or the various productions that occur every semester.
Stony Brook is famous for many things: churning out doctors by the hundreds, being one of the leading research schools in the country, and an overwhelming Asian student population on the east coast. With such a rich cultural representation on campus comes interesting and exciting events. Cultural events pop up throughout the month of April; however, one stands out above the rest.
When a school such as Stony Brook decides that they’re going to stat naming and endowing professorships, you would initially think that the first title would go to the Chemistry or Physics department. This isn’t how it actually went: the first named professorship went to the Center for Italian Studies and the Alfonse D’Amato Endowed Chair in Italian and Italian American Studies.