Bwogger and hawk fan Anna Corke lost her Lerner mail key yesterday - which wouldn't be that big of a deal if the keychains attached to it weren't of personal value.

One keychain is a surf board with the Brazilian flag on it (from Florianopolis, Brazil) and the other is a beaded Resplendent Quetzal (from San Andres, Guatemala).

Send any news of the keychains or key to bwog@columbia.edu

And if you've lost or found something yourself, send us a tip!

This just in from a friend of Bwog:

"I lost my necklace presumably on the steps between Hamilton and College Walk, as that is where I totally and embarrassingly fell flat on my face while attempting to learn the date of Michelangelo's Bacchus and walk at the same time. It is a jade circle on a red string. In addition to bestowing my eternal love and affection, I would totally bake cookies for anyone who finds it."

And another one, perhaps more drastic:

"I've lost my glasses! They're dark brown Hugo Boss frames that have a little bit of cream near the lenses. They have thick temples that taper down behind the ears. The prescription in the right eye is much stronger than that in the left. Probably left in Altschul at Barnard, but also potentially in Hamilton. Pinkberry and/or eternal love, if you find them."

If you find a necklace or glasses, or if you've lost anything else, let us know at bwog@columbia.edu.

Blades on campus

After raising the level of machete-related campus chatter to an all-time high last Friday, Spec cruelly crushed our Indiana Jones dreams with a correction today. "According to a statement issued Friday by Columbia's office of public affairs—the first since the incident—the door was opened by a handyman under police supervision with a crowbar and power drill."

That's right, y'all. Crowbar, not machete. Our sympathy to the deceased.

Hosiery heist?

Overheard outside Duane Reade

Middle-aged woman to another middle-aged woman: "Excuse me, if I give you money, would you go in there and buy me a pair of knee-high stockings?"

Good Samaritanism

Bwog's dear friend Yelena Shuster writes in with a plea for help:

"At three o'clock Sunday morning, I left many important materials in the Schapiro Sky Lounge, which included a purple binder packed with ALL of my class notes for ALL of my classes, midterm notes for CC, my finished homework for next week, and a black (personal) journal. I showed up at four in the afternoon, and there was nothing left.

Bwog came across this flyer on a lamppost on Broadway near 113^th today, and immediately melted from cuteness-overload. Our heart goes out to this poor child—the loss of a favored toy is a tragic event, indeed. Like the Good Samaritans we are, Bwog will do anything in its power to reunite blue giraffe with his rightful owner—so if you have any leads, email bwgossip@columbia.edu and we'll give you the phone number from the poster. Tally Ho!