2008 Woodie Awards
The energy in Losang Samten's infectious laugh alone was reason enough to visit the creation of his Wheel of Life mandala in the museum this past week. Arriving in the United States in 1988 as the introducer of the Tibetan art of sand painting to the Western world, Samten, a retired Tibetan Buddhist monk, was also the first to create the Wheel of Life.
I don't know how often I hear the word "vagina" on an average night, but this Valentine's Day, I heard it spoken over 100 times. I saw The Vagina Monologues, a set of stories inspired by interviews of women around the world about their vaginas. By performing the Vagina Monologues, Colby participated in an international VDay campaign to stop violence against women by raising awareness and money.
The concert in the Lorimer Chapel last Saturday night was no "ordinary" classical music performance. There were no tuxedos, violins, cellos, wands, erect postures and audience members physically terrified of clapping at the wrong time. Instead, there were spectators relaxing as they lay sprawled out on a carpet, students drawing pictures in the balconies, a young girl dancing as if under a musical spell or in some sort of trance, and three shoeless musicians using instruments to make the chapel walls chime.
Some beards are small, some large. Some are unkempt, and some are curiously well-groomed. The beard of Eamon Grennan appears at every level to be that of an outstanding individual, outlining the noggin in a slightly monastic, strangely awe-inspiring manner.
Hotel Dusk: Room 215 is like a living book, more literally than you might expect. When playing the game, players hold their Nintendo DS vertically, like a book. And like a book, the game is concerned with telling a story, a story which will force you to (heaven forbid) read.
Broadway is changing, and I love it. Though I value the traditional orchestral sound that has defined Broadway shows with rich, intricate numbers, Spring Awakening is different, and it's more than beautiful. Of course, it's definitely not the first show to rock the stage.
We all at Colby love to drink. If that weren't true, this column wouldn't exist. While the beer review section has a strong population of regular readers, I somehow think most don't heed the suggestions of the reviews in question. Over the course of the next few weekends, countless students will down keg after keg of shameful, shameful beers.