Bittersweet lessons of Lawn losers
By Margaret Chipowsky | February 13, 2001I haven't always gotten what I've wanted. I wanted to be tall. I wanted to have good eyesight.
I haven't always gotten what I've wanted. I wanted to be tall. I wanted to have good eyesight.
MTV's "Undressed," now in its fourth season, is administered in 30-minute doses, each tracing three or four unrelated, non-overlapping plot lines.
In the dead of winter, stadiums across the country are packed with basketball fans and TVs are tuned to college hoops matchups and NBA antics.
Roughing it at U-Hall Most students like to write their papers in the quiet of the library or in the comfort of their rooms. But yesterday, Mark Straub, a first-year College student, chose a different place - the lobby of University Hall. Straub, who leads the all first-year Hoos in the Hall, is one of a handful of students who camped out five days in advance for the basketball game against Duke this Wednesday. He wasn't the first to arrive, though.
Roughin' it without Ruffner For most students, finding a silent, uninhabited place to study on Grounds is a challenge.
Soup is a starter. At least at some places. At Revolutionary Soup, however, soup is the main event. Located in a stark, crimson-painted basement room on the Downtown Mall, Revolutionary Soup truly seems to be a revolutionary enclave and, in one culinary way, it actually is.
Instead of spending Spring Break soaking up sun on an exotic beach, some University students are keeping their fingers crossed, hoping they can spend their week secluded in a hotel room with a runny nose and a cough. Why would perfectly sane students prefer having a cold for five days to taking a vacation?
The most coveted merchandise in the male politico fashion realm sits just to the left of the door at Eljo's clothing store on the Corner. There, on a 4-foot-high rack, one can find the famous U.Va.
One night a month or so ago, I sat in front of the television for an hour watching the saga of the late '70s / early '80s rock phenom known as Styx.
The Beat Goes On Tomorrow, members of the University and Charlottesville communities can march to the beat of a different drummer - or drummers, that is. In celebration of Black History Month, members of the Afrikan Drum Festival will perform in traditional costume Friday in the Newcomb Hall Ballroom between 3:30-4:30 p.m. Co-sponsored by the University Library's Multicultural Issues Committee and the Office of African-American Affairs, the event will feature three costumed drummers and two dancers performing classic African and ethnic instrumentation, along with traditional vocals and dance. "It's such a joyous and fun occasion," MIC chairwoman Melinda Baumann said. The spirited and lively show will seek to include the audience in the performance, Baumann said. "It's very interactive," she said.
In the bowels of the Second Street Art Gallery, a 13-by-27 foot wall has emerged as a testament to movement and the human body. With the help of 20 volunteers, University graduate Judith Leemann has just turned her latest artistic vision into an awe-inspiring physical reality. The Second Street Art Gallery off the Downtown Mall is showcasing Leemann's first large-scale solo show until Feb.
Cha-cha with the Ballroom Dance Club University students always seem to be able to find ways to get their groove on, and the Ballroom Dance Club offers yet another opportunity.
Usually the beautiful architecture, landscaping and weather in Charlottesville inspire students to be as well groomed as the University's Grounds.
I am a slob. There, I've said it. And now I feel much better. I used to try to make excuses for myself, but now there's just no getting around it. Although I am a slob, I would just like to note that I am not actually dirty.
Daedalus Bookstore is a lesson in stream of consciousness. Sitting cattycorner on East Fourth Street by the Downtown Mall, Daedalus is a narrow three-storied row house.
Compiled By Julie Hofler Frisbees and polar bears ... Oh My! The University officially has seen it all.
Some people play whiffle ball on the Lawn. Some park themselves in front of their computer screens for hours playing Snood.
I recently realized that a health craze now rules everything in our society. Everywhere you look there are gyms, or people working out in gyms, or people on their way to the gym, or home gyms, or guys named Jim, or guys named Jim who work out in gyms and own home gyms.
There's something about good food that makes us giddy. When we eat we smile sheepishly, laugh at not-so-funny things, reminisce over other delightful eating experiences and draw comparisons of the food with sex.
Mem Gym sprints ahead As frequent gym-goers returned to their haven at Memorial Gymnasium after Winter Break, they discovered that something was missing: part of the women's locker room. Now in its place is another calorie-burning room filled with four new pieces of cardiovascular equipment: two treadmills and two elliptical machines.