By Alexandra Valint Cavalier Daily Associate Editor For 24 hours, starting at 7 tonight, Memorial Gym will transform into the glitter and dazzle of Tinsel Town.
Barney. 98 Degrees. Harry Potter. With so many men in my life, it's no wonder Valentine's Day can be so difficult. As I stood in the card section of Harris Teeter last week, I was outraged.
Who Needs Boys Anyway? Valentine's Day can be fun for singles, too. Second-year College student Elizabeth Linsley and her dorm hall went out for dinner at the Biltmore Grill last year to celebrate what she called "Singles Awareness Day." "One girl bought us all roses, so we each had a rose," Linsley said.
By Katie Sullivan Cavalier Daily Associate Editor Between an open-mic session, three local poets, a jazz trio and a belly dancer, the fifth annual Charlottesville Erotic Poetry Festival could be the perfect place to take a Valentine's date. The festival will take place tonight from 8 to 10 at Tokyo Rose sushi bar located off Ivy Road.
By Lytle Wurtzel Cavalier Daily Associate Editor Tonight, a mother comes to share her story.
Bartenders hear everything," Melissa Neuner said. "We're not trying to listen, but when you are talking about how you got laid four times last night, we definitely hear you." Neuner, a fifth-year Education student, is a bartender at O'Neills, and her story is entirely typical.
By Laura Good Cavalier Daily Associate Editor War, terrorism, genocide and their effects on international relations-the issues plaguing the minds of many Americans will be addressed in a lecture series beginning tonight. Over the course of the next few months, lectures, sponsored by the International Residential College, will be held periodically on Tuesdays at 7 p.m.
Faithful fans hold up signs that read, "E for three," "Keith J Can Play" and "Big Smooth." They feel like they know the players on a first-name basis. They smile when they see them walking around Grounds, towering high above the other normal-sized students.
By Lauren Akselrod Cavalier Daily Associate Editor While the commencement of the 2002 Olympic games in Salt Lake City last Friday brought the world together, the traditional torch lighting sparked controversy. Among the words of the 100 pages of the Olympics' charter, it states that the host country is responsible for making each and every participant and visitor feel respected and comfortable. And no moment holds more significance in light of this charter than the symbolic commencement of the games. In past opening ceremonies, participants in neutral clothes have performed the torch lighting.
"Heaven holds a sense of wonder And I wanted to believe That I'd get caught up When the range in me subsides" - from "Silence," by Sarah McLachlan I remember us sitting in the red futon listening to Sarah McLachlan. I listened to the same song yesterday.
Laundry love By Alexandra Valint Cavalier Daily Associate Editor Romantic intrigue is back in the most unlikely of college settings: the laundry room. Second-year College student Jarrett Conaway has set his recently completed script of the short film "SudLuv" in the world of washers, dryers and dirty clothes. With the crew and shooting location in place, Conaway is only missing the cast. Auditions start today for the comedy that centers around three male characters and one dirty escapade.
Your heart is racing and your body is saturated in sweat. Breathing hard you feel like you cannot endure another second, but you know the reward that the end will bring: Pride. So you press on.
Copacabana promises to bring Carnevale to Charlottesville. The attempt is admirable, but perhaps falls just short of its mark. It is difficult to create an atmosphere that will transcend standard shopping center surroundings, but the interior of Copacabana looks oddly more like a Chinese restaurant than a Brazilian one.
Inside the administrative realm of Garrett and Peabody Halls, many of the University's deans are, at any moment, assisting a student with financial aid problems, academic concerns or any number of day-to-day issues.
Now introducing . . . Amateur Night By Katie Sullivan Cavalier Daily Associate Editor Your chance to see the next Dave Matthews may be tonight. The Spotlight Committee of University Programs Council will be sponsoring Amateur Night, featuring both scheduled acts and anyone else who wants to get up and perform, from 8 p.m.
I can't say that I'm on top of things this semester, considering that my desk chair, purchased in late August, remains unassembled in its box.
LGBT Resource Center serves up "Chutney Popcorn" By Lytle Wurtzle Cavalier Daily Associate Editor Reena seems to have her share of problems: her traditional Indian mother will not accept her lesbian lifestyle, her girlfriend Lisa is suffering from commitment-phobia, and she wants to act as a surrogate mother for her unwilling sister. Reena, the heroine of director Nisha Ganatra's first feature film, "Chutney Popcorn," grapples with the same issues that many young people face in their everyday lives, including family divisions and relationship dilemmas. But "Chutney Popcorn" serves up these issues with a queer bend, which is why the Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender Resource Center will feature it Wednesday night at their weekly Queer Movie Night. "Popcorn," a romantic comedy starring former "Law & Order" actressJill Hennessy, is being shown at 7:15 tomorrow night at the LGBT Resource Center, located in the faculty apartments on Rugby Road.
T hey're fast. They're fierce. And they'll whip you into shape. Last weekend at the University of Maryland at the ninth annual fitness exposition, entitled Beginning to Balance, University aerobics instructors and trainers took fitness to a whole new level. Amidst photographers and professionals, participants, including a group of about 30 fitness instructors and trainers from the University, engaged in a series of activities that invoked the feeling of a hard-core work-out video. Colorful spandex-clad women and men decorated the spacious gym, and water bottles quickly circulated throughout the crowd.
Ladies and gentlemen, this time we've really done it. The mustard is leaking from our ears, softening the pulsing rhythm of locomotive persistence.
