Despite the newly arrived fall temperatures, Friday night found many a student out and about wearing “anything but clothes.”  The occasion: the annual ABC party, “ABC” being the proud acronym for “anything but clothes.”  But fear not, rather than inspiring a new nudist colony in Caldwell, ABC tends to bring out the hidden costume designer in all of us.

Case in point: my friend Miguel has spent the last two weeks helping out some of our other friends plan and create their outfits. Last night, I camped out with Diana and Miguel while they created Diana’s cereal box dress.

Dancing is not something I’m really good at. I’m not very coordinated, maybe that’s why I’m a runner. I’ve always admired dancers, though, and have always wanted to learn how to dance. You never know when being good at dancing will come in handy. Also, it feels like it’s been a really long time since I’ve learned anything completely new. Most things I’ve learned in recent years have just been an elaboration of something I already know how to do...like read.

This gigantic map is the latest addition to my dorm room.  But I didn’t cram it in over my bed just for kicks—it’s part of a class that I’m taking in preparation for a trip to London this January.

The class is officially titled “IND-307.1 London: Art/History/Literature.” It has 14 students (13 of whom are female), three professors, and one faculty member who’s surveying the course in preparation for his own trip to the UK.

Everyone here on campus is starting to get into the swing of things now that we've entered our third week of classes. It's been long enough now that pretty much everyone has some sort of routine established, even if that routine is hitting the snooze button five times or so before finally sleepwalking into their 8 a.m. class. That said, those routines can oftentimes be thrown into flux by some choice homework assignments. Let's face it--there are some essays that demand nothing less than a solid commitment of several hours if you really want an A.