Yeah, it’s true. Communication is the sexiest major on campus (and I would know because it’s mine). Anyway, I’m breaking a personal vow never to blog on the “s” word, but it sells and I know you’ll read this.

If you checked out the latest issue of 34th Street, you’re probably rearranging your course schedule for next semester. The main feature highlights Communication as the winner for the sexiest major — overwhelmingly, too.

“Comm majors know that the medium is the message, and this medium will be wearing pearls and tight leggings, thank you very much.” In Mass Media and Society or Introduction to Communication Behavior, the number of hotties will leave no one in doubt.

I recommend registering for those courses if you’re emo or an engineer forlornly studying in your room (never mind, wholesome Tri Delts wouldn’t want you anyway). This is tough advice to give because, upon reading this, next semester’s ratio of guys to girls will be lowered from 30:1 to around 10:1, thus diluting the major. Luckily, I’ve taken both of those courses.

It was a whole new world.

Despite my declared anti-vegetarian tendencies, a friend of mine convinced me this week to take a Magic Carpet Foods ride. If you’re not sure which cart they are, just follow the long line. Whether at the alcove by Meyerson or at their 36th and Spruce location, these folks never lack hungry and willing consumers.

So, in the spirit of open-mindedness, I gave them a whirl. I tried the Bella Donna, which consists of magical tofu meatballs on rice and veggies. I assume the magic rests in supposed resemblance between the meatballs and those made with actual ground beef.

I have to say, it was pretty good. Don’t get me wrong -– while my eyes may have been fooled, my tongue certainly wasn’t. While the meatballs tasted great, it was when judged on their own merits, not in the court of meat.

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