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Maybe the F-Word Isn’t So Bad After All

To be honest, I struggled big time trying to figure out what to write about for my last post of my college career. Jeez, that’s an uplifting start to a blog. Anyway, I decided that I would use my soapbox one last time to talk about something I never thought I would write about: feminism. For those of you who know me, I very much refused to identify as a feminist for years. I was one of the few who was pro-Obama when Hillary was still in the running (wow, I remember complaining to my mom that she should just “LET IT GO”), which raised a few eyebrows from some friends.

SEX ON THURSDAYS: Putting the Sex Back in Traditional

It is time to return to our sexual roots. We need to throw out the avant garde sex.  You and your partner should no longer sit fully clothed in a darkened room emailing sex terms to each other. Stop making Tumblrs filled with .gifs of sex poses you want to do and sending them to your sex friend as foreplay (but please send links to me).  Ramp up the sexual touching from eye-fucking to I’m-fucking.

Act for Change

Greetings Cornell! I hope you’re feeling as relaxed as I am after such a much-needed break. Luckily for you, the exquisite editors down on 139 W. State St. awarded me with a Friday 800-word soapbox for this semester. And boy am I thrilled to be the Op-Ed that kicks off your weekend the right way. I think my friends and family will be most thrilled, seeing how I can now direct my rants towards you all and give their unwilling ears some reprieve. While I was gunning for a spot next to the lovely ladies of Sex on Thursdays, it’s an honor to have my column above the sexually charged, 18+, XXX column, “Barely Legal,” where I expect to read some kinky-Mona G-style group-sex escapades, but only find rather poignant observations made by talented Law students which are likely going to both more stimulating and definitely more mature than the words I plan to present you. Fortunately, my first column lands on a day where I need not phish for column topics in the deep recesses of my messed-up mind.

Ten Questions with Nick Sachvie

Ten Questions Columnist Katie Schubauer caught up with senior Nick Sachvie to talk about everything from squash at Cornell to his cross-dressing habits, his recent run for Ivy Man of the year and his exotic dance moves. 1) Nick, you are a senior on the men’s squash team. What has Cornell Squash meant to you over the course of your college career? It’s been awesome. Coming to Cornell as a transfer, my brother had been on the team, my sister was still on the team when I got here so I knew a lot of people already, especially my boys [senior teammates] Arjun [Gupta] and Owen [Butler].

RITTER | Dress to Impress: Halloween Edition

It’s that time of year again. No, I don’t mean the beginning of the NBA season, but rather Halloween. It’s the one night of the year that everyone is encouraged to dress up as someone else and go have some fun. Dressing up as an athlete has become somewhat of a tradition for me, so this year was no different. Given the precarious state of hockey, my friends and I decided to embody the 2012 NHL Lockout — interpreting the NHL, NHLPA and Hockey-Related Revenue in our own unique ways.So, in honor of Halloween, I am going to share some (satirical) sports-related costume ideas with Cornell’s male population, since I doubt you’ve been preparing for tonight as long as us girls have.

Former Hotel Dean Beck ’42, Who Died This Summer, Friend to Students, Faculty

Prof. Emeritus Robert A. Beck ’42, who served as dean the School of Hotel Administration from 1961 to 1981 and pioneered a school-wide emphasis on international research, died on July 31 in Redding, Conn. Beck was 91.As dean of the hotel school, Beck distinguished himself from his predecessors by opting to hire formally trained scholars instead of people working in the hotel industry. In 1973, he founded the Master of Professional Studies program, which later became the Master of Management in Hospitality, and launched the hotel school’s executive education program.According to both current and former faculty, Beck had a profound impact on those he came into contact with during his time as dean.“He had personally — and he instilled in the school — a high level of expectation of excellence,” said Prof. Emeritus Neal Geller ’64, hotel administration, who was named the first Robert A. Beck Professor of Hospitality Financial Management. “It made me really proud to be the first Robert A. Beck professor.”Beck’s influence extended to the hotel school’s curriculum  of which he expanded the scope to give students both an interdisciplinary and international research focus. He also integrated technology into the curriculum by incorporating classes on computing and by hiring faculty members with engineering backgrounds.“He took a technical and managerial approach to hotel management.

Travel Tips: How to Avoid Getting Pickpocketed in Barcelona

Barcelona is the love child of Gaudi’s architectural brilliance and nature’s pristine shorelines, a haven for club rats and drinkers alike. Despite its blissful splendor, Barcelona is also the Mecca for pickpocketers. These guys are good, ninja good. You don’t have to be drunk or ignorant to fall victim to one of their ploys. Far too many high-functioning, street-smart people have been deceived.

Gods, Generals and Physicists

The conquests of the ancient world have been rather on my mind lately. And if I were to choose my favorite conqueror, it would have to be Cleopatra. According to legend, Queen Cleopatra was one badass bitch. In 48 B.C., Julius Caesar rolled into Egypt like a boss, with plans to annex the empire for himself. That plan didn’t exactly sit well with Cleopatra, so she did what any respectable regent would do: She decided to smuggle herself into the palace where Caesar was staying and gently convince him otherwise.

A Guide to College Experimentation

From what I have gathered, experimentation with homosexuality is quite normal in college. Unfortunately, this ubiquitous experiment has no formal instructions available for adventurers to follow. That may be the case no longer. Here is a recount of my sexual experiment, gone horribly right. By horribly right, I mean nothing an inch short of the following adjectives: surprisingly surprising, wonderfully wonderful and mind-blowingly mind-blowing.

Falling in a Winter Wonderland

Snow is a wonderful thing. It causes frost to form in the corners of windows and makes you feel lucky to be warm and on the other side. It gives the world a softer appearance and makes time with loved ones seem to last just a little longer. The way snow clings to the branches of pines on Libe slope accents crystalline December sunrises over the clock tower. Okay, let’s get serious: None of those is the main reason I like snow (Ladies: that’s not true.