FlogDailyHerald: Pumpkins are just fucking squashes

We are deep inside the warm, tender belly of autumn, the season in which everything tastes like pumpkin. Likely noticing the success and marketability and of Starbuck’s Pumpkin Spice Lattes, every company seems to be jumping onto this food fad, spewing out mutant variation after variation. Let’s examine some of these questionable food relatives, none of which have any business being pumpkin flavored:


Pumpkin Pie Pringles — Offensive. Pringles cannot possibly believe anyone would actually like eating these.


Pumpkin pie vodka — #turnip

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What to do this weekend: Fall Weekend edition

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Columbus Fall Weekend is upon us. While many flee our beloved “creative capital” for brighter city lights or the comfort of a home-cooked meal, those who are staying on campus can indulge in many seasonal activities and other cool happenings in Providence. BlogDH has conveniently listed a few things to knock off your fall to-do list.

Boiler House Yoga Student Art Show and One Year Anniversary Celebration
Where: Boiler House Yoga (166 Valley Street, Providence)
When: All weekend
What: Boiler House Yoga is hosting a weekend of free and reduced rate classes! This is the perfect pre-Halloween detox.

Fright Night in the Park
Where: Slater Memorial Park (Pawtucket)
When: Friday and Saturday
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Drunk/Sober/High: Jack-O-Lantern Spectacular

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In this edition of Drunk/Sober/High, three of our writers traveled to the far-away land of the Roger Williams Park Zoo to visit the one and only Jack-O-Lantern Spectacular 2013: Pumpkinville USA. Here are our thoughts:


Drunk: I am pregaming alone in my room while my roommate does work. I take a shot and chase it with hard cider, and try to figure out what one wears to a Jack-O-Lantern Spectacular. Is it kosher to dress up as a Jack-O-Lantern? I fill a water bottle with alcohol (so badass), but as I’m leaving I decide I don’t have enough, so I add two more shots and then go find Sober and High.

Sober: The last time I participated in a drunk/sober/high, I was the drunkest kitty on a Providence Ghost Tour. That being said, I’m a little nervous to chaperone my drunk and high friends to the zoo.

High: My roommates are engaged in social conversation and I am in the corner smoking alone. Auspicious beginning. Continue Reading