The spring in Charlottesville is hard to beat - warm weather, blue skies, chirping birds, frisbees and Foxfield.
As Abigail Burroughs sits at a table at Starbucks, sipping a cup of coffee and nibbling at a chocolate croissant, she seems calm and content.
My Fair ... Pygmalion The Chinese Student Association is taking center stage with a production of "Pygmalion," the basis of the 1964 hit film "My Fair Lady." The CSA will present the play tonight at the Student Activities Building at 8 p.m., free of charge. Though a traditionally western play - it's set in England - the CSA chose it for exactly that reason. "We were looking at Asian-American plays in particular, but we wanted to do something different this year," said CSA cultural co-chairwoman Lily Yang.
I filled out another course evaluation today. And in the middle of bubbling in the letter C to indicate that, yes, I "felt the instructor explained material thoroughly in class," it hit me.
With his eyes focused ahead of him, third-year Education student Brian Davis rolls down the slated platform outside Runk Dining Hall and heads straight for the huge trash can that looms a short distance away.
Gender rules Women and politics don't mix. At least that is the message that tonight's panel discussion on "Women in Law and Government" will attempt to dispel. At 7 p.m.
The crack of a cricket bat rings through the air with a crisp pop. "Hey! What are you doing?
Almost a millionaire Who wants to be a half-millionaire? First-year Law student Steve Perry does after his $500,000 win on Sunday night's episode of ABC's "Who Wants to Be a Millioniare?" "It was a completely surreal experience," Perry said of his 25 minutes in the hot seat opposite host Regis Philbin.
This is a column about politicos, and it's the last one I'll ever write. I've followed them for almost three years now.
It's all in the way you wear it. The air brims with excitement. People shout above the blaring music.
With summer almost here, I'm sure many of you are looking for jobs. Because all the normal, steady jobs are taken already (I don't think there's an available mime or pimp position anywhere near Charlottesville), you may need to branch out to other possibilities.
It's late afternoon and most doors along the first floor of Dabney residence hall are closed. But from behind one door, music blares as an aspiring disc jockey, Mike Karnjanaprakorn, perfects his playlist.
Stop and smell the roses With barely more than a week of classes left in the semester, students and faculty alike are stressing over end-of-the-year papers and exams.
Boomerang before Dave Tomorrow morning from 10 until noon, the Kluge-Ruhe Aboriginal Art Collection of the University will host a lecture and demonstration on the art and sport of boomerang at Carr's Hill Field. Ben Ruhe, the founding father of boomeranging in the United States and an honorary consultant in boomerang for the Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum, will lead the event. Ruhe is the author of two books on the Aboriginal art, "Many Happy Returns: The Art and Sport of Boomeranging" (1977) and "Boomerang: How to Throw, Catch and Make It" (1985). He is the brother of Edward L.
It all started one dark and stormy afternoon in the newsroom in the basement of Newcomb Hall. With the big Dave Matthews Band show coming up this weekend, everyone had Dave on the brain, including us.
The tent's awning blocks the brilliant sunlight from the stage where second-year College student Norman Smith stands.
All the stadium's a stage It's not every day that the Dave Matthews Band performs at Scott Stadium. In preparation for the long-anticipated event, SFX Promotions now is constructing the stage at the stadium, which some students have taken a great interest in, especially those who live in the first-year residence halls along Alderman Road. First-year college student and Dave Matthews fan David Hammond has taken pictures of the construction progress throughout the week.
Though the rain seems to have stopped and left nothing but sunny days, I'm still drowning in the floods.
It's not every day that one meets a man like John T. Casteen III, the seventh president of the University. Even before he exposes his weary eyes to the new day's light, Casteen's 12- to 14-hour workday already has begun.
We've all been there. We've all struggled with college applications, patiently awaiting that acceptance letter and finally toiling over the decision of what school to attend. Now the new crop has arrived.
