Power Plant

March 3, 2005

Lost In Translation, Part I

“Genki?,” says Andrew Strenio as he sits in his dorm room, drinking a Coke on a cold day in January. “That means ‘What’s up?’,” he says, surveying the room with fresh eyes, and realizing it hasn’t changed too much since … Read More

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For Love of the Game

Last November, Josh Blaine was traveling down the coast of California, with the vague intention of reaching Mexico, when he stopped in Santa Barbara. Outside the city’s art museum, he caught sight of a man sitting next to a bike … Read More

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“What the Hell is that Factory Down by the Parking Lot?”

Saying that Princeton University is nice-looking is about as controversial as admitting that you think Monet’s Water Lilies are kind of pretty. But if someone blindfolded you, shoved you in the backseat of a van, and drove you down to … Read More

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Society Girl

Are you sick of me yet? Do you think I am completely boring, snobby, and awful? Did you realize reading the Nass last week that I fit almost every one of Katie McCulloch’s douchebag criteria? Are you frustrated after going … Read More

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So You Wanna Hear a Rock and Roll Star

“Closing Time” – you know the song. Yes, you do. Even you, snobby hipster scum, know the song. As soon as you hear the midtempo guitar, the chiming piano, the words arise unbidden in your Arcade-Fire-saturated brain. “Closing time, you … Read More

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Ten Years of Infinite Sadness

Ten years ago this month, in Chicago, Illinois, the Smashing Pumpkins began to record their third album, “Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness.” A child born in that year is fast approaching the age at which we heard that album … Read More

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Move over, DC++

Right now it’s cold and snowy outside. Walking is a tricky business, with seemingly arbitrary piles of sand appearing everywhere you step and salt crystals so big, you’re as liable to trip on them as you were on the ice … Read More

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Two Fictions

MONOLOGUE FOR A NERVOUS GIRL IN A WHITE BIRTHDAY CAKE DRESS AND SHINY LEATHER PUMPS (A deep breath and then go) Okay so this one time I was eating dinner with a friend at a food center in Singapore and … Read More

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Overheard at Ivy lunch

Girl: I hear you’re a great butterfly kisser.
Guy: Fuck that. I don't give butterfly kisses. I slay chicks.

Overheard on the Tory e-mail list

Our back cover, God willing, will be "The Top Ten Top Ten Lists the Nass Shouldn't Do." We're looking for more ideas.
Top Ten Favorite Quotes from the Vagina Monologues
Top Ten Most Powerful People on Campus with AIDS
Top Ten Drugs Used at Terrace
Top Ten Drug Users at Terrace
Top Ten Bathrooms for Doing Cocaine
Top Ten Trail of Tears Jokes We Know" Top
Ten Nass Writers Ashamed of Their Red State Heritage Top Ten Nass Writers
Who Aren't Jewish (if there are Ten) Top Ten Nass Writers Who Were Abused As Children Yet Still Manage to Be Funny
Indonesia's Top Ten Funniest Tsunami Videos
Top Ten Jacob Savage Fashion Tips

Overheard on the Prince e-mail list

As some of you know, the Prince is currently in the process of developing a weekly magazine, which will seek to combine in-depth, investigative pieces with some more fun, easy-to-read blurb-ish material. Think: chattier than Greenlight, not as weird as the Nass, and yes, less boring than the Prince itself :)
Editor’s Note: The Prince? BORING? You’re too modest, guys.

Overheard at a Nassau Weekly layout session

Nass Staffer: Did anyone notice that since the Prince started printing in color they don’t write articles anymore?

Overheard in a reading group about homelessness, circa 1995

Toni Morrison: When we discuss homelessness, we rarely ask, "Why do we value the home?" What about people who have too much home? People who can't leave home?