Archives - Lilli Tamm

Tunneling club reaches new tunnels

Tunnels come in many shapes and sizes, primarily tunnel-like and fuckery-like.

The return of ye olde Peet’s

I must give thanks for this returning brew, for more equally dispersing the Bean-worshippers across a third location.

The Gourds of Wrath

You frighten me, Mr. Pumpkin. Your violent delights can only meet violent ends.

Tour Etiquette 101

Tours. We’ve got them!

Fun, easy recipes to burn down your communal kitchen

I’ve compiled a list of the five best recipes for you to make in your communal kitchen. Brew mead, or something. Avoid scurvy!

TOP SECRET: My life as an undercover freshman

Even after hours of simpering chatter over empty fry boats, I still have no goddamn clue why they flock to the Pit like fledgling geese scrambling to shit on my lawn.

Feel the Chemistry

There is no outside world: Existence is a prison, and carbon is my enemy. The fuck is a valence? Electric-type Pokémon did not prepare me for this shit.

The Poster Sale Story: A Vignette of Rochester’s failing micro-economy

While most college students are no stranger to scrambling to make ends meet, this year’s iteration of the Fall Poster…

“Literacy? In MY Drama Club?”

I love not knowing how to read. I’m doing so well.

“Tenure? I hardly know her!”

Assistant professors across the nation are fucking around. What’s the worst that could happen — no one giving them money?