A conversational hum filled the hotel lobby as men and women in business suits congregated in small groups. "Can I get two minutes when you're done here?" one businessman said to another.
Last week, "60 Minutes" commentator Andy Rooney made a remark on the Madison Square Garden Network's "The Boomer Esiason Show" that deserves to be addressed. When discussing television coverage of NFL games, Rooney said, "The only thing that really bugs me is those damn women they have down on the sidelines a woman has no business being down there trying to make some comment about a football game." I couldn't believe my ears. Those women are part of the reason I'm glued to my couch every Sunday, and more importantly, Monday nights. If you want proof that Rooney is dead wrong in his assessment, look no further than ABC sideline reporter and University alumna Melissa Stark. For those of you unfortunate enough to be unfamiliar with her, allow me to fill you in.
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Q: What is your reaction to the latest attack in the sniper case? How is the Charlottesvlle community dealing with the tragedies in other parts of the state? A: Having a sniper on the loose is a scary situation, but I would not alter my life or stop doing my everyday activities.
The leaves are just starting to change colors -- and that means fourth years are one season closer to entering the job market. Today between 9 a.m.
School of Engineering ENGR 162: Introduction to Engineering ECE 310: Electromechanical Energy Conversion Q: What was your educational path like? A: I went to Carnegie Tech, as it was called then, to study electrical engineering.
Having been in Rome for just about two months now, I've experienced only recently the inevitable and undesirable homesickness that I'd been dreading ever since my plane landed back in August.
It's Tuesday night, a perfect time to grab a date, some popcorn -- and dive into your homework, all at the same time. Several University professors are replacing reading time with "viewing time," and the movies they're assigning aren't boring documentaries or obscure foreign films. History Prof.
Snipers are about as funny as asparagus right now. I told a joke in the dining hall yesterday that started off like this: A rabbi, a goat and a sniper walked into a bar But before I could even get to the part about Pauly Shore, someone threw a bonsai-sized head of broccoli at my left man boob. It was a good thing I was wearing a magician's top hat at the time though, because I promptly counteracted any other kamikaze vegetation with a little Houdini one-and-two that I like to call, "Plan: When-all-else-fails-pull something-out-of-your-hat." Too bad no one was impressed with the average-sized broccoli that I pulled forth from my Lincoln-esque accessory because, first of all, everyone already seemed to have broccoli.
After the cornerstone was laid at Pavilion VII on October 6, 1817, the rest of the building of the Academical Village could begin.
They practically majored in extracurricular activities, barely slept a wink and rarely missed a social function.
"Alright so I arrive home on Saturday night with my girlfriend to find my door locked. I know that I left it unlocked because I left my keys in my desk.
Traipsing across the Lawn yesterday, you might have seen the gathering around the familiar sight of Homer's statue or heard a voice ringing out: "pray to the gods, all the Trojan women." It was the Classics Club's birthday celebration for Homer, legendary Greek poet of "The Iliad" and "The Odyssey." It resembled a campout, with a grounded green tarp holding various victuals (a bag of lollipops and a large vanilla-frosted cake), and a blue sweat-shirted student pacing, giving a dramatic rendition of the Trojan war. Fourth-year College student and Classics Club president Kristen Boose said the club "just got started this semester, so we were looking for an activity that would be available to all University students." The festivity included a 24-hour reading of "The Iliad" in front of the statue, which started at 9 a.m.
If you're in the mood to stuff your face with bland but plentiful Chinese dishes, the China King Buffet is the place to be.
Minutes tick by on the scoreboard at Klöckner Stadium. Grunting and booming sounds resonate through the arena as the members of the varsity men's soccer team furiously attack the ball in an effort to defeat Marshall. Fans cheer.
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands. If you love your body and you know it, get a massage. University Programs Council, Inter-Sorority Council and the University chapter of the National Organization for Women sponsored free massages in Newcomb Hall Yesterday. At 2:30 p.m., the line of people waiting for a session stretched down the hall outside the massage room in Newcomb Hall Room 168. First-year Engineering student Katie Jogerst said she hoped the massage would alleviate the stress from her classes in the Engineering School. "It's a great idea," Jogerst said.
It's time to say goodbye to that oh-so-familiar but terribly tacky blue-and-green umbrella. Once welcoming shoppers to Fashion Square Mall, the outdated sign has been replaced by a modern-looking silver-and-gray square.
Back in the heyday, the letter 'H' and I had such good times together. In Hawaii we drank Heinekens in hammocks.
I am going to be honest with you -- it has not been easy adjusting to life at the University of Virginia. I don't know what's wrong with me.
Dancing prep step in the Newcomb Hall Ballroom -- sounds like your typical University short course.
