Everyone loves a good old fashioned photobomb, and when there's 15,000 people in one building you're basically looking at a photobomb goldmine. Inflatable toys, costumes, and sleep deprivation, led to some of the most memorable photobombs we've seen in a while. Whether they are intentional or not, here are some of the best photobombs from THON 2013.
Being the resident OS straight edge, I had never even heard of a kegs and eggs party until last night. A quick Google search explained to me that a “Kegs and Eggs” social is basically a morning keg party with food. I was surprised to find that the “eggs” in the title actually referred to food instead of some outrageous concoction of green liquor. If drinking/feasting in the a.m. is your thing (and it's pretty much something anyone could get behind) you should definitely host one of these babies this Saturday morning.
We're deep into flu season, and with the number of outbreaks on the rise, there needs to be a serious talk about how to stop the spread of these ungodly germs. I know that professors preach the "if you're sick stay home" line on a regular basis, but we all know this is not the gospel truth. The same professors that tell us to make our health a priority are the very same who take percentage points off our final grades whenever we miss a class. So if you're going to go to class sick (and we all are) we need to follow some basic rules.
Continuing along the forbidden halls of backstage BJC, we stumbled across some Harry Potter things. Actually, I lied -- it was a lot of Harry Potter things. Large tapestries with scenes from Hogwarts, Diagon Alley, and platform 9 ¾ adorned the walls and pretty much every visible thing you could imagine. The “murals” were made by several committee volunteers, created by projecting the images on the paper, tracing the outline, then filling in everything with paint. It wasn’t just murals either -- they even build a custom Hogwarts-themed concession stand.
When you last left us, we had just discovered the elusive THON salon, the original goal of our adventure. Little did we know, we had just scratched the surface of what was really going on behind the scenes of THON. We left the salon in search of some good photo ops, so we continued onto the floor crowded with increasingly delirious dancers.
It was a slow morning at THON around 7 a.m on Saturday. The Onward State staff slapped their faces to keep from drifting off, the shrill notes of the Greek Hour musical "performances" still ringing in our ears. All of a sudden an ad for something called the "THON Salon" flashed across the jumbo tron. Intrigued, fellow OS writer Zack Rutstein and I set off in search of answers -- anything to break the monotony of the stagnant press row.