Cycling to the tune of Miley Cyrus.

Earlier today I wound up sharing the spinning room in the gym with the men's swim team. As is usual when someone starts pumping loud pop music over the speakers, I turned up my headphones. But I couldn't help but notice that they were definitely biking to the sounds of Miley Cyrus. Imagine, if you will, about 10 buff jock-y guys, all bouncing up and down on stationary bikes, while Disney-manufactured teenybop blares.

ALSO, a guide to buying books at NYU:

First, check the campus bookstore. If they don't have it (and unless your professor put in a book list, and he didn't, so they won't), check Barnes and Nobel. If they don't have it, and they probably won't because your professor wants a really specific edition, try Shakespeare and Co. Shakespeare and Co. will probably have it, but if they don't...

Sorry, it probably doesn't exist. Dude, you are shit outta luck.