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It is good to see the Big Red Bear atop the No. 9 Ladder and Engine company in Collegetown once again looking so ferociously robust.
Like many passersby in C-town, QB always double checks on the bear. Last winter, the bear took quite a hit in a windstorm and was hibernating in broad daylight for a [...]

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A Borat stunt.
Perhaps QB protested too loudly with the above caveat when pitching the following story to local news organizations:
There were 32 — true, 32 (actually it turned out to be 29 but 32 is funnier) — high-level officials from Kazakhstan here last week, boarding at the Statler and attending a workshop on administrative reform. [...]

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QB really wanted to attend the John Ashcroft lecture on Nov. 29, but those tickets went faster than rice flour brownies in a roomful of people with gluten allergies. Anyway, QB had to make do with reading media coverage, including in the Cornell Chronicle.
QB hearkens here to a Dec. 4 editorial in the local newspaper, [...]

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QB has discovered the real meaning of the adjective diluvial: It means slogging across a small pond in the middle of a carpeted office; it means black, pungent water dripping on his head; it means shards of acrid ceiling tile disintegrating over his desk like soggy cheese crackers; and it means that when he shakes [...]

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QB shuffled to the coal scuttle to get a Pop Tart one moment and when he returned to his desk it was winter.
This is how it often takes us here where the clouds come to die.
Suddenly the students are slogging through the graupel, shoulders huddled and shrugged up against the chill. And yet many of [...]

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