Associated Students Legislative Council approved a resolution in support of attempts to prevent the closure of the halfway house in Isla Vista, which is scheduled to be shut down Feb. 28 due to lack of funds.
When Choderlos de Laclos wrote Dangerous Liaisons in 1778, he probably wasn’t thinking about Santa Barbara. Nonetheless, somebody else managed to connect our picture-perfect town with de Laclos’ story about the sex games played by French aristocrats for “Cruel Intentions 3” – a direct-to-DVD threequel that technically isn’t soft-core porn, but still makes you feel sleazy when you watch it.
Santa Barbara swimming made a huge splash in the opening day of the Big West Conference Championships on Wednesday night with three record-breaking performances and the men going back to their hotel in first place.
I write this as a plea to my fellow residents of Isla Vista. This will not be a much-anticipated political debate over the validity of Iraqi invasion. Nor will it be a long-winded argument contesting the use of stem cells for comatose life partners of gay marriage.
Wendy Foster is a woman inspired by fashion and beauty, a passion that has driven her to create four of her own specialty clothing boutiques. Her boutiques’ eclectic styles offer Santa Barbara residents an array of luxury items from daytime to evening wear.
Thank you for your coverage of local affairs in Friday’s article “Board Takes No Action on Park Sale, Director” (Daily Nexus, Feb. 18). The article discussed the meeting of the Isla Vista Recreation and Park District Board of Directors that took place last Thursday. I would like to add a little more information that I believe was missing from the article.
Hipsters fought among each other for position, pushing to get closer to the action as the SOMA stage filled with thick fog. Aphex Twin’s “Milkman” cut out, a church organ sounded and five suits emerged from the abyss. Paul Banks, the French-born singer with a fascination for hands, said screw the town – “we’re going to the city.”
I was recently chatting with a friend about how cartoons these days are so different from back when we were kids. Both of us reached the conclusion that new television cartoons really do suck. Apparently, some A-hole therapist decided that violence in cartoons is somehow a bad thing and resolved to pacify the shit out of new cartoons.
If Nelly Furtado kicked ass, her name would be Mathangi Arulpragasam. Hailing from both London and Sri Lanka, the frontwoman for M.I.A. is a Jill-of-all-trades.
Tonight, the MultiCultural Center’s Student Series continues with “Society: A Mixture of Cultures” with Teatro Sabroso Delicioso. The presentation will consist of a series of comical plays about individual and communal identities that are formed through and around culture.