We know you’ve been anxiously awaiting the resolution to that cliffhanger we left you with last week. If you think you liked hearing Carter Bays ’97 wax poetic about Joss Whedon ’87, just wait until you hear him wax poetic about Wesleyan (fight, fight, fight, fight, fight).
You probably thought we were done, finished. We spent all year leading up to an interview that never appeared in the paper. Well, you can suck it, haters.
Last Thursday, the Wesleyan Independent Filmmaker Series screened the Oscar-nominated film “Up In The Air.” Even better, it was free.
Jessica: Jio, I have low self-esteem.
Jio: Well, that’s understandable.
Alright. My favorite new show: “Modern Family.” Yours should be too.
Once again, it is that time of year for seniors to broadcast/perform/publish their thesis projects. In this week’s spotlight is Gabriel Furtado, whose music thesis features Latin-inspired tunes mixed with his own compositions.
All right, I’ve discussed this before. Where would we all be without sitcoms in our lives?
So most of our photo diary of Wemmy making was edited out to make room for other important arts articles (no hard feelings), but we thought you probably didn’t get the full impact of it because of these cuts. Let us just sum it up for you really quickly: Neil Patrick Harris on a unicorn.
Here’s my dilemma: I still kind of, sort of LOVE family sitcoms.
This week we took the time to actually create the much-hyped Wemmy award, which will go to a deserving alum of the University for accomplishment in television production.
First off, we hope you all had a very pleasant Hanukkah (we might as well go with the majority demographic here).
Here in the last issue of the term, we thought we’d simply share with you a couple of things Carter L. Bays wrote for the Argus in his time at Wesleyan.
First off, we need to make an apology.
It’s that time of year, everyone! The weather begins to chill, pine needles cover the floors in our homes, dreidels begin to spin and seniors continue to present their theses to the wes-public.
We have to admit, we’ve been coy with you. We never meant to mislead you, it’s just that…well, we wanted to impress you.
After arduous searching, we finally managed to procure the name of the publicist for Carter Bays and Craig Thomas.
The plan for this week was to identify fan sites who we believe have such an obsession with the show that they will drop the activities of their everyday lives in order to help us on our quest (i.e. 40 year old virgins in their mother’s basements who thrive on Twinkies and World of Warcraft…and porn).
You probably thought we were just fucking around when we said we were going to Google the publicist of How I Met Your Mother, but we assure you, it was in earnest.
A week ago, three freshmen (uh, that would be us, Jessica, Jiovani, and Christina, for those of you not in the habit of reading by-lines) were given a quest.