State College feels like it's our own safe little bubble. There's a reason that we're comfortable gallivanting around downtown at 2 a.m. while moderately inebriated. Even females, scantily clad as they're often seen to be, seem content stumbling home alone for several blocks. But maybe they shouldn't be. Since the beginning of the semester, less than two months ago, eleven sexual assaults have been reported to the State College Police Department.
You've got a bowl full of candy, a fridge full of alcohol, and a few pumpkins you carved at the Arboretum displayed proudly on your countertop. You've watched Hocus Pocus at least seven times in the past two weeks. Everything's going according to plan. Except in the whirlwind of autumn festivity, you completely forgot to pick up a costume. We anticipated your lazy forgetfulness and gathered a few costume ideas for such an instance.
It was a long, boring weekend in lonely Happy Valley as the majority of Penn Staters went out with their respective orgs and committees for the second canning weekend. So I was beyond thrilled to end this dry weekend by pulling on the typical flannel-and-boots combination and hopping aboard a wagon full of hay with some secretly inebriated college folk.
Last week I told you all about the places you could order a café-mocha-latte-frappa-whatever-the-hell-you-drink on campus. Which is cool for all of the Penn Staters living on campus and everything, but I didn't even jump into all of the places that you can go to caffeinate yourselves off campus. So here we go. Downtown coffee shops, listed just for you apartment dwellers, or for the more adventurous dorm residents.
We're already halfway through a very brisk autumn here in Happy Valley. The trees on campus have taken some gorgeous golden, orange, and red hues, and the ground is covered in tempting piles of leaves, just begging to be jumped into. 'Tis the season for hayrides, Halloween parties, and Thanksgiving feasts. Drink accordingly.
As Penn Staters stumble home in the cold from their Thirsty Thursday festivities, they are drawn to the infamous cheese balls at Grillers like moths to a flame. Armed with some delightfully greasy grilled cheese sandwiches, we sat to observe the impending parade of debauchery. Here are the best (or worst, depending how you'd like to look at it) things that we overheard at Grillers.