Turning out the lights in Rockefeller Hall every night could save the University an estimated $3,200 over the course of a year. By turning off the light switches in 20 buildings across campus, Cornell could save over $60,000 per year. These findings — the results of a study conducted by a student committee that collected data on energy usage in Rockefeller Hall over a week-long period — have many important implications that cannot be overlooked as the University struggles to make ends meet in the face of a massive budgetary shortfall.

They came from as close as Ithaca and as far as Osaka, Japan to perform. They drew fans that clearly capitalized on the show’s “all ages” policy to people who looked like they had been rocking for decades. However, the one element that brought Saturday night’s show together was a simple term that has been thrown around and redefined for generations: punk.

The four bands on the bill represented an array of styles: pop-punk, gypsy-punk, electro-punk and the self-defined genre of “super-eccentric-pop-punk-cult-band-shonen-knife!” These bands transformed Appel Commons into a hot and sweaty rock club complete with moshing and screaming guitars for Fanclub Collective’s first show of the semester.

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We’re reporting high above Cayuga’s waters — literally. We’re not quite sure what happened or how we got here. One moment we were blowing up a helium balloon for Saturday’s Homecoming Parade, and the next moment we were being lifted up, up into the sky! We wonder if anyone will realize we’re missing ... and then send a search and rescue party ... and then realize it was all a hallucination and that we never, ever get to leave the bat cave, even if helium balloon rides are involved.

Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs was pretty much everyone’s childhood dreams come true. Why have a snow day when you can have a “snowflakes made of ice cream falling and making huge mountain scoops of frozen sugary milky goodness” day? There is still a decent sized part of me who dreams of that every night. When the trailers for this movie first came out, I expected the dreamy whimsical bedtime story of the town of Chewandswallow (I wish I was clever enough to come up with something inappropriate to say here) where food falls from the sky. In the book, no one questions why — in fact, there are no real characters to do the questioning — and the weather’s always sunny-side up until the food starts to destroy the town with monstrously large hot dogs and killer pancakes.

As students headed home for Fall Break last Thursday night, the University boasted some good news: By centralizing the process of buying goods and services, Cornell could save up to $40 million annually. We are pleased that the administration has found the means to cut $40 million from the procurement budget, but the University must take further steps to maintain that these cuts do not affect academic spending.

The large two-story barn, red with green trim, is piled from floor to cieling with books of all shapes, sizes and genres. “I’ve never counted how many books I have,” the owner said glibly. “At night I close the doors and they multiply.”

To reach this magical place, owned and operated by Vladimir Dragan ’85, hop in your car (or a friend’s car, or a cab) and head north on Route 13 for about 10 miles until you have to turn left to stay on 13.