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Crime Issue Countdown, T Minus 1 day: "The Haven"

Enjoy the first of our Cheif James A. Perrotti-themed poetry, a parody of Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven". Find more poetry, including haiku and and limericks, in our Crime Issue, being released tomorrow!

"The Raven"
By Bill Toth

After a trek to get cold dairy, a student wandered tired and wary
'Past the fronts of many a dark and empty store.
As she ambled, her bags a-schlepping suddenly there came a stepping.
Some gang this man was repping repping, past a homeless man's noisy snore
"A crimson" said she "is passing this man's loud obnoxious snore"
Only this, and nothing more.

As the dark grew ever thicker, steps kept coming quicker quicker
tracing-pacing this woman. Who knew what for?
In her chest there came a pounding, as a corner she was rounding
The man here still he came a-bounding following her to campus from the store.
Some man who's looking for his grounding, following to this poor student's door.
This Yalie girl who's name was just "Lenore"

Soon enough he came a reaching, covering her mouth attempting screeching
"stay quiet" he was beseeching, "give me money" he suddenly did implore.
As he persisted to be grabbing, her sides he was violently jabbing
she was fearing he'd be stabbing-stabbing the young woman named "Lenore."
The brilliant, beautiful, brunette babe whom her parents named "Lenore"
He took her wallet, and nothing more.

She collapsed with a broken bone, far from sight of a Yale blue phone
because she had walked home alone, the lovely woman named "Lenore".
Soon enough the police Chief, brought her to DUH to relieve her grief
Then went off to catch the thief who had assaulted poor Lenore.
And reported to the student body the attack on poor Lenore. Quoth Perrotti- Nevermore.

Crime Issue Countdown, T minus 2 days: Immunities to Build Up for When Civilization Collapses into Crime

By Adam Bildersee '09

  • AK-47s
  • Radioactive fallout
  • Carbon dioxide
  • Heat
  • Ebola
  • Land mines
  • Amputation

Web Exclusive: "A Date with That Guy You Know"

A Date with That Guy You Know Who's Always Bragging about the Awesome Stuff He Could Do if Only He Had the Right Equipment
By Kendall Rice '08

Tonight's your lucky night! I know a great restaurant a few blocks over, it's gonna change your life. By the way, you look beau--whoa, check out that bike rack over there! Yeah, if I had my skateboard, I'd be grinding all up on that bike rack. Bet you'd like to see that. I'll have to remember that's there.

So tell me about yourself. Any hobbies? I'm a skydiver, myself. Give me some sky and I'll just dive all over it. Sometimes I won't even use a parachute. Remind me the next time we're 20,000 feet up and I'll be happy to demonstrate.

But enough about me. Hey, is that guy being mugged? Looks pretty rough. Someone should probably do something. I know martial arts, y'know. Wish I'd brought my bo staff; I'd be messing those thugs up by now. Just like an action movie. Next time, huh?

Oh, great, we're here! Let's just open up these menus and--wait, where's the foie gras? This would've been such an awesome meal with some foie gras! You know what, I'll make it myself. Anyone have a goose? No? Bummer. Awright, garcon, just bring us a lobster or something.

So what's your major? Econ, really? That's cool. Mine's music. Shame there's no organ in this place; I do a Toccata and Fugue in d minor that'd make you shag me right here on this table. Oh, I see the piano in the corner. Trust me--it's not the same. So yeah, marginal utility curves. Wow.


Well, I'm really flattered you invited me into your apartment. It's been a great evening, considering what we had to work with, and now I'm gonna give you a night to remember. That's right, baby, I'm gonna--I'm gonna--oh. Well, I guess I'm done. Too bad. I could make such amazing love to you if I had a bigger--


Hey, you didn't have to slam the door in my face! Geez. I don't know what that chick's problem was. Give me a woman with an actual personality and I could be so emotionally fulfilled right now.

Unexpected Consequences of Global Warming

Ice caps melting, polar bears drowning, STEP coordinators urinating on themselves out of panic... same old, same old. But as climate change worsens, what else can we expect? The Record staff has the apocalyptic answers:

  • Premiere of Day After the Day After Tomorrow
  • Barbara Walters No Longer Frigid Bitch, Now Merely Bitch
  • Elderly Jews Must Learn to Flee Polar Bears
  • Law and Order: SVU Canceled After Ice T Melts
  • Season Four of Lost Reveals the Island to be Antarctica
  • Vanilla Ice Nostalgia Sweeps Nation
  • Thawed Ted Williams Helps Red Sox Capture Division
  • NatiIce Gets Worse
  • Frozen Food Section Renamed Food Section
  • Kevin Costner Wins Lifetime Achievement Award for Waterworld
  • Icey-Hot Deemed Prophetic
  • California Roommates Stop Bitching About the Weather

Barry at the Bat

Our very own former editor-in-chief, David Litt, has recently published a piece on The Big Jewel about everyone's favorite steroid-pumped, baseball-playing athlete, Barry Bonds. Read Barry at the Bat and lament the demise of America's pastime with soothing iambic pentameter.

Talent

I am only 37% embarrassed to say that I am addicted to Reality TV. After 3 months of watching, I would like to offer this clip as a message of hope to all those who think that America has lost its charm or talent: Boy Shakira:



And because this world is fair and good, he actually progressed to the semi-finals and became Boy Britney:

I hope that we, as bloggers and blog readers, can look to Boy Shakritney as a source of hope for what reality and television have to offer.





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