Whether it’s a daily battle with your snooze button or a duel with the idea of passing up downtime, you’d rather stay sedentary than exert yourself and make your way to the gym.
François Hollande was elected president of France on Sunday. He will take office next week, replacing Nicolas Sarkozy.
Each spring, hundreds of Vera Bradley- and Brighten-lovin’ ladies journey to Athens in cute but sensible sandals to see their 18 to 22-year-old “babies” and let loose for a few days.
I find myself contemplating life after college graduation fairly frequently. Will I find a successful career? Where will I live? Will I earn enough money before I die to pay off the thousands of dollars in college loans I’ve racked up throughout the years?
They say there’s more than one way to skin a cat. I would not advise attempting any of them. Cats can get vicious.
Today I’m going to tell you how a single-child family raises better kids. I mean, look at me. I’m perfect.
“We do it because we like to have fun,” smiled Manuel Emmelmann, the creator of Fersehen-Unter-Tage, an urban cinematographic project for students and young people in Leipzig. A student not so long ago, Manuel tells about his fascination with cinema, and old films in particular, which inspired him to start a project for those who share his passion.
When I opened the bar door, I was immediately struck by the overpowering scent of cigarette smoke, hair bleach and Neutrogena Skin Anti-Wrinkle cream.
If you’ve been paying attention to recent grammar news, then you would think the world has ended. Last week, the Associated Press Stylebook — the “Bible” for modern journalists — announced that it had caved in on the much reviled “hopefully.”
Every society has laws to live by and rules to follow, whether those laws are created through religion, government, tribe leaders or whatever the case.
What’s better than a Tuesday sports column? A bunch of mini-columns — or better yet, mini-burgers …
Midterms: the halfway point of the quarter and the one time (other than finals) that professors have the authority to make your life hell. In a cruel twist of scheduling fate, midterms come right after Palmer Fest weekend — like a cherry on top of a giant procrastination sundae.
As I labored my way into a crab leg during a recent visit to an east-coast lobster shack, I wondered why people don’t wear bibs all the time. My own plastic butter-blocker had already been coated in grease and delicious crabby juices that otherwise would have soaked into my shirt.
Ohio University is widely known and stigmatized as college party central. Let’s just face it: We make the news more often for a big bash than a big academic achievement.
During a pleasant conversation I had the other day with Mr. Mitchell, CEO of the Athens News, he shared with me an interesting anecdote.
Well, you’ve really done it this time. Couldn’t just keep it in your pants, could you? No, you just had to go and get it on with Lois Lane, top reporter at the Daily Planet, actress, novelist, oh, and let’s not forget, wife of a guy who can punch asteroids and shoot lasers out of his eyes.
It’s never too late to become a student again. Sometimes it means finally doing what you’ve been dreaming of. Getting a second university degree — with one already in hand, after years on the job market or married life — is a new trend in Russia.
Fest season has sprung and with it comes many questions. Questions such as: How did this beer can get in my purse? Where did these Mardi Gras beads come from? Did I really get Big Mamas last night? Who is Jennifer, and why is she calling me? What happened to my other eyebrow?
I have never feared for my life more than I have in these past four weeks.
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