WRITERS write like dogs bark. We do it because of nature and instinct. We do it because something makes us, because we're compelled to express ourselves in a certain way, at a certain volume. I'm at the end of one line in a short career of writing.
THEY'RE at it again. The PC Police are nailing Sen. John McCain (R-Ariz.) to the wall, blasting him for an innocuous comment.
AL GORE knows pigs. That is among the messages that the vice president's newly-tweaked campaign is trying to instill in Iowa caucus-goers.
I KNOW they're around here somewhere, but I can't find them. I put them in a safe place so as not to lose them, and now I've lost track of where the safe place is. I'm searching my room for prayer cards because I need to call down a few favors for loved ones.
WE ARE whimpering our way into a new millennium, and we'll be lucky if anyone hears. After the flurry of historic events of the last 1,000 years, we're going out not with a bang, but with a soft whisper. History records the loud events, the great epic occurrences that define a particular time.
THERE comes a time in every young life when a man must clear his throat, glance casually over his shoulder to confirm that no one is looking, and admit that his mother was right. After many years, I have confirmed that my mother was right about several things, chief among them the issue of thank-you notes.
JIMMY Fictional wants to be cool. Ever since he came to the University last fall, Jimmy has wanted to be one of those ultra-cool kids everyone envies and imitates.
ACROSS these mountains, across several rivers, over used battlefields and county lines and every sort of geography but deserts, there is a place that I called home for as long as I was there. It seems worth mention, as this is Parents' Weekend, and we are welcoming the visitors from the many places we call home.
THERE are a few secrets worth knowing and this is one of them: THE best desserts in Charlottesville are at the White Spot.
IT'S RARE to see a column inspired by hot dogs. Wurst of any kind usually don't get much press. But last week a few hot dogs did some damage to first-year students' image of the University Judiciary Committee. The wieners in question appeared on a flyer the Committee posted and distributed in first-year residence areas.
