Wondering what was going on inside Lady Gaga’s egg shaped incubation capsule at the Grammys? Well, I doubt an improv class was in session, but Penn State can cover all your incubation needs this week with the Improv Incubator. It’s a weekly improv meeting focused on developing your ability to “wing it.” There’s only one rule: Have a smashing good time.
The Penn State men's volleyball team was busy last week. After losing to Ohio State on Wednesday, the Nittany Lions grabbed two wins against conference foes last weekend. Next up for Penn State is two matches with small schools from North Carolina.
After being taken down by Ohio State, the Nittany Lions faced off against Rutgers-Newark on Friday night and handed the Scarlet Raiders a 3-1 defeat. Saturday night, the Princeton Tigers rolled into town and were slapped with a 3-0 loss in a game that featured contributions from some unfamiliar players.
After 2 years of being a vegetarian, I decided to visit the only 100% vegan restaurant in State College. Maybe it was the hippie aura or the work of mystical gnomes, but The Enchanted Kitchen still remains a mystery at large. Check out the tale of one man's epic quest to sample Happy Valley's spin on organic raw foods.
If you are a fan of Penn State's radio station The LION 90.7fm, you may have come across the show "Radio Free Penn State." If you happen to be a fan of this long-running, public affairs talk show, you may have noticed that it's host, Andy Nash, has manned the helm for longer than any undergraduate could possibly remain in college (at least without trying really hard not to succeed). In order to crack this mystery, let's take a journey into the life of Andy Nash.
This past year under the leadership of Colonel Steven Drago, the Penn State Detachment of the Air Force Reserve Officer Training Corps (ROTC) developed a new way to teach Air Power doctrine and air superiority theory. Unlike the local Army ROTC detachment, future Air Force officers cannot practice some of the key skills they will need when they go active duty.
My mother is what I like to refer to as a "helicopter parent." She hovers. She nags. She calls me sixteen times a day just to make sure that I'm still breathing, to check that I'm going to class, and to find out any new dirt on my younger brother's life. She is everything a stereotypical Jewish mother should be and it's all out of love. But she also has a Facebook.