Well, Sunday may have been the Proletariat’s last night but Saturday night seemed like the perfect way to close the venue. Now, sure, the Prolee is what some would call a dive. Sure, I remember pulling a poster off a wall once and finding a few German roaches struggling to break free of the [...]
I had the most awkward introduction to the Mathletes ages ago. A guy tells me (with the best intentions) “Linus Pauling needs to play with the Mathletes so you can get in with the IBP crowd.” Now, could you think of anything more crass? Not “The Mathletes are great!”, not “They are fun!”, not [...]
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