Last Tuesday, Ron Paul announced he has formed an exploratory committee to decide whether or not to run for president. Now I have a reason to sit through the painfully laborious Republican debates. The only event that rivals the levels of irrelevance and philosophical vacuity is, of course, the Democratic debates.
Note: This is part one of a two-part series on college stereotypes. Next week’s column will feature female stereotypes.
A shout-out to the good people at the Athens Bike Co-op for assisting me with their bicycle pedal-gogy, er, I mean, pedagogy and for swapping some parts (athensbikeco-op.blogspot.com).
So I’ve talked about local issues, local history, local events. But imagine coming to Ohio University and not knowing anything about local issues, not because you’re new to Athens, but because you’re new to the United States. I am referring to international students.
I think – or at least I hope – that I am not the only one who is frequently repulsed by the excess of cigarette butts that exists on Ohio University’s campus.
Every week it seems I hear about some event demanding a greater investment toward green energy, be it government subsidization of green technology or demanding the university adopt more green technology.
The Black Student Cultural Programming Board and University Programming Council hosted the Bite of Nite event yesterday afternoon at the old Howard Hall site.
(Pictures of animals, gravestones, and metal works can be viewed at ouvictorylap.tumblr.com)
Friend (n.) one attached to another by genuine and non-romantic affection.
With the passage of High Fest, an activity for which Ohio University has always been famous — or at times, infamous — is receiving more attention than usual: drinking and partying.
Now for something that doesn’t get very much media coverage but still deserves the spotlight: the arts.
For all the hoopla about President Obama and Senator Paul Ryan’s budget proposals, the debate ignores two essential facts: Tax increases cannot save us, and spending reform is crucial.
I have been a dinosaur lover since birth.
For much of the last few months, the apartments just around the corner from my own on Milliron Street were having a new patio installed.
Dear Pillow Talk,
Melancholy mornings call for gloomy tunes, in my opinion, so I jammed Joy Division along the foggy aurora ride out to Amesville, Ohio.
WARNING: Content may contain relatively sappy material. Proceed with caution.
If you throw a stone on college campuses today, chances are you’ll hit someone who keeps a blog (but don’t test it). This trend has increased exponentially in recent years, becoming a habitual part of everyday life.
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