Post Column: Team fandom requires special sort of devotion
Oct. 14, 2012After watching those green and white inflatable men flail around on top of Baker University Center all week, I got to thinking about school spirit and the nature of fandom.
After watching those green and white inflatable men flail around on top of Baker University Center all week, I got to thinking about school spirit and the nature of fandom.
Elections have really gotten to our heads this year, judging from the fact that the third sentence of every political analysis mentions Big Bird.
It seems as though ghosts aren’t the only things instilling fear in Simi Valley residents this Halloween.
Hello there! Welcome to the world of Pokémon! My name is Oak! People call me the Pokémon Prof! This world is inhabited by creatures called Pokémon! For some people, Pokémon are pets. Others use them for fights. Myself, I study Pokémon as a profession.
Editor’s note: This column was originally published in The Post on Oct. 13, 2003.
Before living in an apartment, there were obviously some things I had never cooked before.
My original plan for this week’s new activity was to attend a jiu-jitsu class. However, the class I ended up going to was for kids.
A short documentary made by Chen Huang and Joey Li from the University of Southern California asks a question perhaps every college student would be curious about: “Why can a Chinese guy not get an American girl?
As much as I enjoy expressing my uninformed opinions about sports, I would like to take a moment to address a topic that I’m actually somewhat qualified to discuss: pop music.
I’ve just started dating a guy I’ve had a huge crush on FOREVER. He graduated, so we’re trying this long distance. Obviously, with only getting to see him about once a month, it’s kind of important that we have sex while he visits. Unfortunately, I’m going to be on my period while he is here this weekend. Having sex on my period is not an option, so how do I tell him without freaking him out?
For this week’s pleasant Monday mental image, imagine a blood-sucking, worm-like creature slowly eating your tongue until it’s a dried-up stub.
Finally, Lady Gaga weighs in. I’ll admit, I’ve always had my reservations about the meat-wearing pop star for a number of reasons. Mostly because I don’t trust people who casually show up to places in eggs, but that’s neither here nor there.
I have a fair interest in Japanese culture. I like their food, their history and their potentially-criminal game shows.
The rifle in my hand was cool to the touch, and I could feel the deadly killing power that existed behind its sleek frame. In no way did this stop me from casually tossing it up in the air and catching it later, clumsily, with one hand as the other held the phone against my ear. “So all I have to do is just wait for the guy to show up, shoot him, and then I get the money, right?”
Once in a while, science does me a solid.
A century-old atlas tucked away in the archives of Ohio Univer sity’s Alden Library shows Athens spotted with red markings where archeological evidence of Native American inhabitance has been found. A constellation of ciphers indicating burial mounds, en closures and village sites cover the 2.3 square-mile parish that is now The Plains.
Seeing the leaves change color during my senior year of college reminded me of what an overused metaphor autumn is. But it’s impossible to deny that everything will be changing pretty soon.
In Chinese, the word “nation” (guo jia) includes “country” (guo) and “family” (jia). For us, the country is a big family that consists of many small families. The well-being of these small families is affected by the conditions of the big one. Conversely, the small families also affect the big one, especially through their fundamental parenting ideas.
I have a theory that the more complicated the sport, the more popular it is at Ohio University. I developed this theory while watching a volleyball game, which turned out to be a lot more elaborate than I expected. I was struggling to keep track of all the points, which were tallying up quickly, when suddenly the scoreboard reset and instead of 25 points, we had only one. That’s when I learned what a set was.
It’s been five weeks and cooking has lost its excitement. It has become something I just have to do in order to survive. I decided to bring back the excitement in the kitchen and create my own cooking game show.