A former campus faculty member has posted threats alluding to the potential harm of UCSB personnel online, causing a temporary lockdown in the Engineering Science Building East for the next few weeks.
Change is an inevitable process that every walk of life will learn to appreciate. For surfing, change has created a more volatile sport, transforming what once was an artistic expression into what is now a competitive rivalry.
The Weatherhuman will not be attending the town hall meeting about the Nexus today at 4 p.m. in the MCC because it doesn’t want to talk about feelings or how the A.S.-Nexus relationship is doing. I’ve learned a lot about love and relationships from being with the most recent Weathermate, and working things through with honesty and courtesy doesn’t work. Hot makeup sex does, however.
It is another freezing night on Sabado Tarde Road, and I’m mindlessly watching “Next” with my roommates, cattily commenting on the stupidity of the suitors and mocking the unwarranted arrogance of the primary dater.
The California fruits and vegetables crop turned out to be a real lemon this year, as over $1 billion worth of produce has been lost in the unseasonably cold weather that began in early January.
Ah, doping scandals. I think every sportswriter on the face of the planet loves that phrase. While stories about such classically filthy sports as cycling or track and field are nothing to shake a journalistic stick – or beer – at, there is something amazingly satisfactory about reading that a curling team has been busted for ‘roids or being of the wrong sex.
A few weeks ago I had an interesting idea. I thought, “What would it be like to inject vodka? Would I get drunk really fast? Could I pass a Breathalyzer test? Would I fall over and die?” I found out the answers are stupid, yes, no and maybe.
It is Tuesday at 12:55 p.m., and a half dozen men hover anxiously outside the gray industrial door leading into UCSB’s Central Stores building. They make small talk about car engines before charging into the well-organized junkyard.