“The Dutch Italianates: Seventeenth-Century Masterpieces of the Dutch Golden Age” exhibition opened Nov. 16 at the Muscarelle Museum of Art and continues until March 22, 2009.

Between Thanksgiving approaching and Wawa’s addicting new sandwich, the Gobbler — a hot turkey sandwich with stuffing and cranberry sauce — I’ve been thinking a lot about food lately. For most people, whipped cream is about the only food they associate with sex. But eating is just about as basic a need as having sex, so there has to be more overlap in the two activities than just a Reddi-Whip can.

The latest James Bond blockbuster, “Quantum of Solace,” premiered Friday, selling out at theaters across the country. The last Bond film, “Casino Royale,” breathed new life into the stagnant franchise, giving it a much-needed facelift in the form of a complete stylistic overhaul. There was a lot of hype surrounding “Quantum of Solace,” specifically regarding whether it would continue Bond’s new direction, or whether it would slip back into the realm of the ridiculous popcorn flicks of the past few years.

An essay written by Jacob Nisbet ’10 following his diagnosis of lymphoma in 2007. His mother provided the story to The Flat Hat after Jacob passed away Nov. 6, 2008.

Students find competition, diversion and musical appreciation in video game

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Breah Samuels is already working on a large mug of fragrant Earl Grey before she and I even sit down to talk. Wearing several silver and leather bracelets and sporting a gray and white scarf, this self-described “half-assed hippie” can usually be found, frisbee in hand, on the Sunken Garden with her Women’s Ultimate teammates, or coordinating and hosting UCAB events as the reigning event-planning queen.

Part of being a responsible sexual adult is being ready for any hookup that you might have. You never know when the opportunity for hot, passionate sex may arise, so it’s best to always be prepared.

I feel a little silly about how long it’s taken me to get more involved on campus — how long I spent wandering around campus feeling sorry for myself and wondering why I felt so disjointed, so much like the odd man out. Now, I’m amazed that I thought it was just going to happen on its own without any effort on my part. But think about it — it’s just a question of logic.

Marissa Bonhomme ’10 pays for her meals, books, parking tickets and other expenses with her own money.