Pounding the Pavement
By Julie Hofler | October 27, 2000Forget the tour bus or the foldout maps. The greatest on-foot tour of the nation's capital happens every October.
Forget the tour bus or the foldout maps. The greatest on-foot tour of the nation's capital happens every October.
Strip mall restaurants are sketchy. Of course there are exceptions, but overall they're pretty sketchy.
The great Thomas Wolfe once said, "You can never go home again." He obviously didn't have reading days at the college he attended.
Brown says "Boo, 'Hoos!" You survived Friday the 13th. Can you make it through this weekend? "Virginia law says we can't touch people who come through, so it will depend on how easily you get scared," third-year Engineering student Jay Sherman said of the fright factor Brown College's annual haunted hill will instill in its guests.
"I've got a Wild Turkey. Wild Turkey. Who ordered the Wild Turkey?" he yells from behind the cash register.
Charity garage sale Nursing Students Without Borders is holding a garage sale this Sunday from 8 p.m.
Religious Studies Prof. James Childress smiled from behind his desk. "I don't think I could, in good conscience, schedule an exam right after the Fall Break," he said. If only all professors shared the pure conscience of Childress.
For the time-strapped, midterm-taking diner seeking a take-out restaurant lacking in the usual greasy fare, Cafe Europa fits the bill. Featuring a menu of varied and healthy delights, Cafe Europa serves up a variety of Mediterranean-influenced, mouth-watering sandwiches, soups and salads, all of which are easy to enjoy while reading a book or cramming for an exam.
In high school, I was the proud primary driver of a 1985 Oldsmobile station wagon. Naturally, the automobile opened me up to the good-natured teasing of friends, but such ribbing didn't bother me at all (well, it didn't bother me too much). Whenever someone would make a comment about my rapidly aging motor vehicle, I would shrug and say, "At least I have a car." Not only did I have a car at my disposal at all times, but I had a car that could haul me and seven friends wherever we wanted to go.
As the leaves change and the middle of the fall semester draws near, it may occur to fourth-year students that there are only seven months left to reflect on their University memories before taking the final walk down the Lawn. But the Class of 2001 will throw off their caps in May without four of their classmates.
A bug's life "What the hell!" a girl yelled as she jumped back from the door in front of her dorm. "They're only bugs," her friend consoled her. "Yeah, but there are millions of them." So went the conversation around Brown College yesterday afternoon.
Shedding light To honor the lives of those lost in the Middle East over the past week, University students have organized a candlelight vigil on the Lawn at 8 p.m.
Passing through the gated enclaves of the pavilion gardens to the other side of the snaking serpentine walls, visitors undergo an instantaneous transformation.
It's always nice to see an alumnus make it big. 1975 Commerce School graduate Bob Levy is a clothier by trade with a penchant and love for writing.
I've got this problem. Whenever people ask me to hang out, or better yet, when guys try to pick me up, I have a hard time saying no.
Material Science Prof. Bill Jesser has a secret life. By day, he explains to students why you can see through plastic but not metal.
Tragedy hits home The flag in front of the Rotunda looks a little bit different. With the statue of Thomas Jefferson in the backdrop, both the American and Virginian flags have been flying at half-mast as tribute to the 17 men aboard the USS Cole who were killed last Thursday.
A five-minute drive from the intersection of McCormick and Alderman Roads, up a dark, winding path on the appropriately named Observatory Hill, will lead students to a high-tech, breathtaking stargazing facility.
"It's all part of the tour!" Friday night's candlelight tours of the Lawn provided parents with poignant memories of the Rotunda and Lawn. And in the midst of the tour, a man popped the question to his girlfriend
Contrary to the popular and inane aphorism, money is not the root of all evil. Evil made that up, because it knew it would work.