May 9, 2009
Since this is my last column of the semester, I’m going to address two of my favorite things: homemade veggie burgers and tea.
Since this is my last column of the semester, I’m going to address two of my favorite things: homemade veggie burgers and tea.
“It just takes the right person to be that president and to be that liaison between the campus and the students.”
How much does a Twinkie cost? A dollar? Does that include your diabetes testing supplies, insulin, and any other health care necessity you are begging for each time you eat them? Compared to the cost of eating junk food, vegetables are a steal.
For a city often maligned for its lack of distinction and excitement, Sacramento has a large, vibrant, and growing poetry scene.
The technical side of theater production is often overlooked and under appreciated by its audience. Without it, the actors of City Theatre’s “A Servant of Two Masters” would be repeating the script on an empty stage in the jeans and tee-shirts they showed up in.
In the past few years babies have been the talk of the town, from the “octomom” to Angelina Jolie: who has one, who’s expecting, and who’s adopting. With all the frenzy in the media over those little bundles of joy, it’s no wonder young people everywhere are getting caught in the frenzy, and taking the plunge into parenthood, but are they ready?
With midterms being forced down students’ throats, spring break did not come soon enough. Ten days of liberation: the freedom to sleep in past noon, watch reruns of scandalous reality TV shows, and at least for the first few days of break, hang out with friends without a care in the world — except who’s buying the next 12-pack.
A 12-year-old girl with curly, dark hair pulls the “O” volume of the Collier’s Encyclopedia off the shelf. As she skims through the volume she stops to read whatever catches her interest. She comes across an extensive scientific article on “Optics.”
My spring breaks have never been so exciting, and I’ve never felt that I could just drop everything and jet off to Mexico.
The idea that when you leave for college you’re going to get “faded” five times a week and still graduate is absurd.