Planners Hope to Make Campus Closer to Home
Community members gathered at Francisco Torres Residence Hall on Wednesday night to discuss housing, a new cellular tower and the future aesthetics of Isla Vista.
Drugstore Cowboy: Nary an Ashtray or Parking Spot in Sight
It’s been a nice hiatus. Unfortunately, since I’ve taken a long break from nothing, all things I.V. and UCSB went to hell. Some jackass in the administration must’ve finally realized the foolishness of putting ashtrays right next to the doors of buildings even after the law against smoking within 20 feet of a public building was passed.
Baseball: Malec Tops List of Potential SB Draftees
You’ve just been offered a large amount of money to walk away from college and do what you’ve dreamed of doing since you were hitting off a tee. Take the money and run! No-brainer, right?
Enjoy the Silence
Just because the films are silent doesn’t mean that this year’s Reel Loud Film Festival won’t make a lot of noise. The 13th annual Reel Loud roars into Campbell Hall on Friday.
Donor’s Gift honors Professor’s Legacy
The UCSB Walter H. Capps Center for the Study of Religion and Public Life is receiving more than half a million dollars from a Santa Barbara resident.
Don’t Underestimate the Compassion of Students
This article is a response to Neil Visalvanich’s “Students Shouldn’t Fund a Campaign Shrouded in Mystery” (Daily Nexus, May 25). One of Mr. Visalvanich’s main points is that UCSB students do not know what Killer Coke means, and he is correct.
Surf Column: A Ride to Ride
Mexico is right there. It doesn’t take any planning, all you need is a car, some cash for gas and time. The further south you can go, the warmer the water, the thinner the crowds and the cheaper the beer.
Leggies To Meet, Same Time, Same Greeks
In its final meeting of the school year, Associated Students Legislative Council debated two bills Wednesday night relating to changing the council’s meeting time and increasing greek representation in student government.
Bon Voyage | Middle of the Road
“Bon Voyage,” a French World War II comedy that relies on overly silly intrigue and playful characters, defines cinema mediocrity with its clich
The Dwindling Days of Freshman Year Spent Waxing Poetic
Last week, I was supposed to write a poem for my English class. It’s fun writing poems because nobody understands them. You could write “A blue cup, washing in the wind” and accept praise for it.