Time of your life
By Steve Austin | November 28, 2007By Steve Austin Cavalier Daily Associate Editor As exams approach, students collectively wonder where the semester has gone.
By Steve Austin Cavalier Daily Associate Editor As exams approach, students collectively wonder where the semester has gone.
Fashion has always intrigued me in the same way an alien is indubitably intrigued by the Canadians' strange way of adding 'ay' to every word, even to words like 'Friday(ay),' 'mayday(ay)' and 'whoops-I-just-fell-off-a-cliff(ay).' This ends up sounding fairly ridiculous, especially to the aliens, who, in general, think our language sounds like one long burp.
Michael Van Den Bossche answers the door of 1900 Jefferson Park Avenue, an acoustic guitar slung across his chest.
The controversy over the "not gay" chant during the "Good Ol' Song" at football games has assumed a life of its own.
For as long as televisions have been a common appliance in American homes, there have been game shows.
Canoeing, s'mores around the campfire and hikes through the woods: kids at Camp Kesem Virginia get a similar experience to other kids at summer camps in many respects.
Note to reader: I uncovered the following diary entries when snooping around in Special Collections last week.
The other night, in an attempt to postpone the imminent discomfort of writing a paper, I made a list of disgustingly mediocre or stupid things that have no importance whatsoever and should be eliminated from existence. The first on the list is rattails.
University students work year-round to make a difference in the University community. From raising money for charitable causes in the Charlottesville community to playing with kids or spending time with the elderly, University students find many ways to be involved in the local area.
Lions and tigers and bears, oh my! You might want to add turkeys to that list. Turkey Day is upon us again and this holiday should come with a warning label.
Paper fabric woven into diamonds of shade and light symbolizes the Hotel Theresa on Malcolm X Boulevard.
Plants are supremely intelligent. They will tell you anything -- the time of day, the cure for cancer, the whereabouts of elephants, when it will rain, why in the world we fall in love. People are supremely stupid.
It never occurred to me that I'd end up at a school where I couldn't wear sweatpants to class without getting concerned looks.
I frequently solicit friends for topic suggestions for this column. Usually, I'll get a range of suggestions that represent what my guinea pig friends are interested in learning about in the world of food (and if any of you three readers has any ideas, please also pass them my way). Just when I thought I had my topic chosen earlier this week, I was thrown for a loop when a friend demanded I discuss George Foreman grills in my upcoming column.
Lo Tengo Torrontes (Argentina) Price: $8.99 Grade: B Thanksgiving is a holiday that perfectly suits the enjoyment of wine.
Bar-B-Que, BBQ or barbecue: however you want to spell it, it means delicious. I am from North Carolina, and thus, I have had the pleasure of eating great barbecue my entire life.
Which professors are interesting? Which courses are difficult? What should I take to fulfill a specific requirement?Questions like these are circulating around Grounds as the stress of signing up for classes is once again upon us; however, theCourseForum is working to ease the anxiety surrounding registration.
Afew weeks ago, a 19-year old college sophomore was found trapped in his room on the brink of starvation.
College is defined by many as a period of rebel-rousing, all-around substance abuse and few to no problems.
Voting on Election Day seems to most students to be an opportunity to exercise change within the political system.