by Luna Lovebad

Well, readers, you all should know (unless you live under a rock) that Halloweek has commenced! Now, since Halloween is my second favorite holiday of the year, I always make it a point to take my costumes seriously. Last week, I discovered that there would be a Harry Potter-themed party hosted by those god-like crew men. It was going to be four floors of Hogwarts heaven: sexy Slytherins, ravenous Ravenclaws, and maybe even a hunky Hufflepuff. And I was going to be there. I was not waiting in line.
Now, I wanted to be something creative. I was not going to attend this fabulous soiree as Hermione. I decided I would go as the one, and only, Moaning Myrtle. She was a desperate flirt with a penchant for bitching. Basically, she’s a dead version of me. I had the character and now all I needed was the costume.
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by David Winer
We’ve taken our obsessive love of limericks and brought you yet another haiku-based column: Newsku. Every day, we’ll post the news of the day from our parent publication, the Brown Daily Herald, in haiku form.
So, without further ado, here’s what’s happening today:
Hi Lina; bye Inn
Mocha gets a sly wink from
Prof. C. Burbage, M.M.S.
by Zack Mezera

What a crazy night – my friends and I arrived to Providence Place around 10:00 to a veritable Hogwarts’ Great Hall of both committed Potter fans and muggles. It was a great day for the scarlet-and-gold scarf and tie industry, and there were more makeshift Scotch-taped pencil-wands than you could shake a makeshift Scotch-taped pencil-wand at. It was definitely an event; all four showings were sold out, and the single line we were in had 175 people in front of us, with maybe 100 behind. Adding insult to injury: No sitting! Fire hazard! Despite these troubles, we magically managed to grab some nice seats and hunkered down for the extra hour before the film started. Green Lantern trailer looks great, btw.
But to the movie itself: Wow! It’s an intense and perfectly paced globetrotting adventure that doesn’t shy away from throwing at you everything and the kitchen sink. [Read more →]