Bwog contributor Alex Weinberg just frantically passed along the following tip:

"There is a huge amount of ice cream in the Wallach Lounge and they are begging people to come eat it or steal it. I walked away with a box of ice cream sandwiches.

TIME IS TICKING"

And for those of you who foolishly doubt that ice cream can constitute dinner, Cliff Massey wants you to know that CCSC will be offering free Havana Central food from 9 PM - 10:30 PM in room C555 in Lerner. Alternately, Bwog suggests freezing your findings from Wallach and saving them for after dinner.

Our all too brief sojourn to Brooklyn must come to a close, as our quest to explore each and every dorm continues. Today: Wallach.

Hey, everyone. It's Wallach!

Wallach is the kid in class that really isn't the most interesting or social person but is certainly the one that can be immediately described as "nice." He is the kid you are surprised to see at parties, the kid who would never throw a party himself but tried to once and only his roommate's friends showed up. In high school, Wallach probably played a lot of Risk and got drunk for the first time off of a couple of Mike's Hard Lemonades. In college, he still just really wants to play Risk and maybe kick back and have a few red wine spritzers while he's at it. He has a good sense of humor but his stories are almost always about some awesome thing that happened to one of his friends once. Although it's fun to run into Wallach every so often, he may or may not be the kind of person you want to spend a whole year with.

Until this week, the Wallach Skylounge's zippy name was its only appeal to studiers in search of space. It was notorious for its smell — a dank bouquet of mouse droppings and sweat — and its furniture — one backless couch and a couple of spinecurlingly low tables. But Housing has worked its magic and transformed the attic-dungeon into something new and sparkly. For the scavengers among us, some old furniture may be left in the Wallach basement.

More photos after the jump