An air of celebrity flair and Hollywood panache swept over Grounds in a Wilsonian manner Sunday night. The Virginia Film Festival brought Luke Wilson and producer Mark Johnson to the University for the showing of "The Wendell Baker Story," written by Luke and co-directed by Luke and his brother Andrew.
All I really have to say is "I love the tender crisp bacon cheddar ranch." The fact that I've never had one is completely irrelevant; what matters is I've seen Hootie proclaim its glory about 800 times.
For the past 17 years of my academic and social development, I have been surrounded by girls. I went to an all-girls school from pre-kindergarten until I graduated from high school in 2002.
Each week, the Cavalier Daily asks a student 25 questions and allows him or her to eliminate five of them.
After a number of honor charges since my last column, I purchased my acquittal and have been busy in the workshop.
Attracting students to the Center Third-year College student David Reid had fallen in love with the Miller Center.
Printed on the back of black T-shirts were the words "Create your own," with a framed white square beneath them.
You know what really bothers me? OCM: Obsessive Compulsive Matching. No, I did not make this acronym up just to be funny (although I do hope that perhaps it elicits a smirk or two); rather, I truly think that OCM is a disease that cripples potentially fashionable students, robbing them of their right to a stylish outfit. Let's look at some examples, as there are many to choose from. First we have the OC Matcher who must match by brands.
Every afternoon, Jaron Carter, the president of Brothers United Celebrating Knowledge and Success, plays games with children at a local computer lab.
I don't like the doctor anymore. Ever since I was kicked out of pediatrics, my medical treatment just hasn't been the same.
Two months since Brian Love's fatal snowboarding accident, University students are still feeling the momentum of Love's magnetic personality.
With this year's revival of the perennial debate regarding the health of the honor system, these past several months have witnessed an impressive outpouring of student opinion and passionate discussion.
Leaning against the wall in M. Rick Turner's second-floor office in the Luther P. Jackson House, home of the Office of African-American Affairs, is a chalkboard on which Turner has written the following quote: "The most meaningful and useful function of African-American administrators on white campuses is to become advocates for African-American students." Now in his 17th year as dean of African-American Affairs, Turner has built a legacy doing just that: acting as a vocal advocate for African-American students at the University. The quote, from civil rights advocate Dr. Samuel DeWitt Proctor, is a constant reminder of his role, Turner said. "It has told me and taught me that I am here for a specific purpose," he said, "that I've been sent here to do this." But Turner undoubtedly is a controversial figure on Grounds, and he is the first to admit it.
Happy Wednesday folks, I hope your Easter weekend was calm and Peep-filled. I took the opportunity this weekend to watch Mel Gibson's stoic and thought-provoking soon-to-be-classic film.
Tired of that old sweatshirt? Beginning to realize that your closet is packed, leaving no room to update your wardrobe with spring's hottest new styles?
These days, it seems like you can claim anything as your own -- as long as you saw it, said it or thought of it first.
A few weeks ago, I nearly killed myself with imagined illnesses. I gave myself an ulcer, a hernia, liver cancer, schizophrenia and hemorrhoids within the span of five days. I didn't consider the combination of recent alcohol intake, malnutrition and lack of sleep in my diagnoses.
Each week, the Cavalier Daily asks a student 25 questions and allows him or her to eliminate five of them.
When Fat Joe hit the airwaves recently as part of MTV's notorious Spring Break programming, the rapper seemed confused.
Jonathan Safran Foer arrived at the Charlottesville-Albemarle Airport the Sunday morning after the Virginia Festival of the Book, casually dressed in jeans and a gray button-toothed coat.
