Sorry, George Allen. It was too easy. Moving on, I think it's a good time to talk about today's political issues.
By my estimation autumn is officially here. It seems that 80-degree days are done until spring, although this is Virginia so who can say.
Last week, after eating way too much ice milk, I waddled out of Newcomb dining hall and ran into a table of students offering a noble proposal: Forego the frozen treats (and other food) for one day so others can eat.
A few weeks ago, I was reading my horoscope in The Cavalier Daily. I've never really put much faith in the stars -- I'm a tad bit of a control freak and don't like to think about how my life could be determined by the random alignment of celestial bodies.
Maf54 has signed on. Maf54: Hello. WinnieWINSATLIFE: Hello. Who is this? Maf54: You can call me Mark.
While the tale of the tortoise and the hare may preach that slow and steady wins the race, many University students definitely live their lives otherwise.
S*** happens. Oh I'm sorry, did I just say that? How profane, let me start over again. Poop happens.
After months of lollygagging, flip-flopping and theatrical swashbuckling, I believe it is time to enter into a substantive debate about the real issues at hand. These issues are vital to the future of all concerned parties and represent a crucial turning point for a society lost in desperation.
An assistant professor in the history department, James Loeffler is certainly one of those people for whom moving around and traveling have been as much a career-building exercise as a hobby or a necessity.
"I'll miss her enthusiasm and her zest for life. It's not that she didn't get angry about things or upset about things, but I don't ever recall her doing anything mean.
Seriously, if one more person says anything to the effect of "I'm bringing sexy back," I will punch them.
Are you experiencing bleeding of the gums? Are you finding yourself short of breath and looking very pale?
The sun is slowly setting, a soft breeze is blowing, the blue-green water is lapping up against the boat: a perfect Kodak moment -- except for the huge, bulky life jackets obscuring both people and scenery. While wearing a flotation device can ruin an otherwise perfect picture, failure to wear one can result in serious consequences: As many as 400 deaths a year can be attributed to boaters' failure to wear life vests, according to Coast Guard studies. University alumnus Adam Malcom, decided to take action against bulky life jackets.
By Vinu Ilakkuvan Cavalier Daily Associate Editor The shrill ring of an alarm at 7:45 a.m. Monday morning resonates through the room.
Reading Days. I don't know about you, but the very idea of Reading Days is a source of great anxiety for me.
I don't know who is responsible for assigning the dates of Fall Break, but it always seems exactly wrong.
A lost poem composed by Robert Frost was recently uncovered by a University graduate student. While it's both an exciting historical discovery and a marvelous addition to Frost's body of work, the poem itself serves as a stark reminder that we as students are being constantly bombarded by a disproportionately Western perspective in education, even at the hands of deceased Westerners like Frost. The poem also contains many troublesome and intellectually challenging stanzas, such as the opener: This is a poem by Robert Lee Frost, Up until now it's been totally lost, I thought it was time to surface again, When I heard about the ongoing Capital Campaign. The foresight which these lines demonstrate is rare among (Western) authors, as any (non-conservative) literary scholar will tell you.
Though it may be a job most traditionally associated with graduate students, a number of undergraduates at the University have taken on the added responsibilities of being a teaching assistant. One student said working as an undergraduate TA can feel a little awkward at times. "I don't feel like I'm in a very different position than [the students] are," said second-year Engineering student Christina Stamper, who is a TA for a course taken by first-year Rodman Scholars.
By Nicole Ponticorvo Cavalier Daily Associate Editor English Prof. Jessica Feldman said she can pinpoint the time her passion for modern literature developed -- after she read "Sailing to Byzantium" by William Butler Yeats and "Remembrance of Things Passed" by Marcel Proust toward the end of her high school career. "It really was just as if I had discovered my life's work," Feldman said.
I'm sure I can speak for everyone when I say the lovely fireworks celebration last Friday that kicked off the Capital Campaign inspired love and respect in all of our hearts for the beauty and tradition of our fine University.
