Did you notice that the “I” in the title is uppercase? Bet you didn’t. Gotcha, suckers!

Did you notice that the “I” in the title is uppercase? Bet you didn’t. Gotcha, suckers!
Why is everyone asking about summer plans? That’s like months away righ—hoooooly shit it’s May?! Are we supposed to have internships by now? Why did Hennessey not email us about this months ago?
Your friendly reminder that you’ve got a month to prepare for Father’s Day now. Just make sure that the gift you get him isn’t too much better than the $5 picture of yourself you were guilted into getting by those moms near the Bookstore. We’re sure she loved that, though, it was very sweet and from the heart.
Disclosure’s Wild Life show series kicked off at Berkeley’s Greek Theatre, with openers Bishop Nehru, Kaytranada, and a Claude Vonstroke vs. Justin Martin DJ battle setting the tone for a night of musically-induced ecstasy. I describe the scene this way—“musically-induced ecstasy”—fully aware that it sounds mildly absurd and exaggerated, but there is no other terminology I can think of that can give the opening talent their due credit.
Today is Cinco de mayo. And it’s important to keep in mind the true meaning of the holiday. It’s not, as every frat in America might think, just St. Patrick’s Day with sombreros and tequila instead of four-leaf clovers and whiskey. No, it represents something far more sacrosanct, something we should all remember today: kicking France’s ass in war!! Woo! Go Ameri… I mean, Mexico!
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We gave up procrastination for Lent. Now that that’s over, we’d like to wish you a happy Easter and we’ll finish writi…
The tides are changing. We have a new duo at the helm of our favorite student government.
When you’re done deleting all those emails regarding SAFE reform, have a listen.
Stanford Spring Quarter exists in a bizarre dilemma universe where every day feels like a beautiful afternoon in mid-July where nothing matters except having a cold drink and a pair of sunglasses.. while still still living up to the academic requirements of one of the most demanding universities in the country.
WOOP WOOP. Here’s your soundtrack to the sun.
Midterms? Shmidterms. Get over your grammy disappointment blues with some tasty tunes after the jump.
Three day weekend left you weakened? Now is not the winter quarter of your discontent. If you’re feeling down, start bumping these tracks, even if you’re in Green Library. People will appreciate your verve.