House life is fine. There are nice people--not too cliquey, not too preppie, not too artsy, not too sportsy, a little nerdy. There's a grill. There are video games. There's a weight room. There are dances. There's foosball. There are language tables. There's a beer-tasting seminar. Nothing wrong with that. But nothing to write home about, either.

The masters are fine. Rosa Shinagel is very hip. Michael Shinagel is very snooty. So on the average, they're fine.

The food is fine, too. Quincy Deli Day is excellent (most Deli Days are). Quincy fish pizziola is horrible (most fish pizziolas are). Quincy pioneer sandwiches are OK. That's Quincy House for you--a pioneer sandwich. Nothing spectacular. Just fine.

Winthrop

Last Friday, Senior Tutor Christine M. Flug was spotted at Pinnochio's at midnight. A few weeks ago, Phylicia Rashad of "The Cosby Show" spent the night and dined with students. Laid back is the stereotype here, and for once, the stereotype fits.

Winthrop is relaxed partly because of its small size--those who make it to even one Winthrop party will know it's possible to get to know most of the residents. And the usual tendency to form cliques is not a problem since house events among the 310 students can bring everyone together.

Just this week, for example, Radcliffe Union of Students President Ann E. Blais '91 accused AALARM Co-Founder E. Adam Webb '93 of murder in a week-long murder mystery spoof written by Winthrop students and held during meals.

Winthrop faces a few problems, though. With the influx of more sophomores and transfers, some students will have to live in the new DeWolfe St. building a block away. And senior singles are no longer guaranteed.

But the big green library, the friendly grill (with movies every night) and the jello wrestling and tie-dyeing of the spring Thropstock Weekend make Winthrop a great place for three years. And there's even a tire swing