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(12/15/05 6:00am)
I can remember the first time he taught me how to run a
receiver's route. The out-of-bounds were marked with white birches
and blue spruces. I lined up to his right, my six-year-old frame
ending somewhere around his waist. Eyes focused, he slapped the
ball and hopped backward. I sprinted forward, cut to my left and
snapped my head over my shoulder, arms outstretched into the air.
(12/08/05 6:00am)
Last Friday I was really jonesin' for some episodes of 'Law and
Order'; it had been a long week and I was anxious to get
reacquainted with my bed for a marathon nap. Before I made it home,
I ran into an old classmate. The following is an excerpt of our
exchange:
(12/01/05 6:00am)
I opened my eyes to behold the soft and slow march of waves on
Waikiki Beach. Behind me, downtown Honolulu rose up out of the sand
while I shook the granules from my hair. The Saturday night beach
party ended on an unsupervised area of surf moments before dawn.
While weaving through the lazy Sunday traffic on my way home, I
received a text message.
(11/17/05 6:00am)
The Crips have earned the dubious distinction as America's most
publicized and successful street gang. Once a dysfunctional
purse-snatching outfit based in south-central Los Angeles, the
notorious group now operates in 42 states. While their founder,
Stanley 'Tookie' Williams, awaits his execution, the recently
formed UW-Madison organization Coalition Against Legal Lynching
seeks to reverse his sentence.
(11/10/05 6:00am)
It was renowned psychiatrist Dr. Elisabeth K??bler-Ross who
first proposed there are five stages of grieving over a loss or
death. First, an individual is met by denial, then anger, followed
by bargaining, depression and finally, acceptance. When I reminisce
about Blue the gecko, I skip the first three and sink into my
sadness.
(11/03/05 6:00am)
It pains me to declare this bit of Badger State blasphemy, but
I've got to admit it: I don't think the Packers are going to make
it to the Super Bowl. I'm throwing in my green and gold towel and
cashing my Bart Starr commemorative chips.
(10/27/05 6:00am)
Several weeks ago, a group of guys in my apartment building
hosted an '80s party. Being astute, profit-maximizing capitalists,
they publicized the shindig via the facebook, easily the campus'
most authoritative, information/casual' stalking resource. By 10:30
p.m., our lobby was consumed by dozens of jean-jacket clad freshmen
(some wrapped by legwarmers produced before they were born) and a
couple of confused frat guys who didn't receive the retro memo.
(10/13/05 6:00am)
It's midterm season at U-Dub and in my world, it's obvious who's
schooling who. Every semester I commit to mastering courses weeks
in advance. Instead, I predictably retreat into Memorial Library
days before tests, panic-stricken and staring at equations as
though they're written in Klingon. Dazed, I begin calculating hours
according to military time like some shell-shocked soldier who's
done one-too-many tours in the stacks. \It's only 23:27, and the
test isn't until 08:00!"" I'll exclaim, my new facial twitch
growing more noticeable.
(10/06/05 6:00am)
The match had reached a pivotal moment.
(09/29/05 6:00am)
My photographer and I surveyed the four-seater airplane with
apprehension; neither of us had flown in a Cessna 172 before. For a
moment, I questioned whether my weak stomach could sustain the
probable turbulence. Our pilot, Phil Winiger, and flight sponsor,
Wisconsin Aviation, promised no barrel rolls and a relatively
stable ride. Though not quite reassured, my fears floated away
while we rose into the sky.
(09/22/05 6:00am)
It's unfortunate most defining moments aren't greeted with the
sort of cinematic fanfare they deserve; no violin crescendos
precede momentous occasions. Because life possesses no soundtrack,
I was recently left unprepared to witness the television event of
the century.
(09/15/05 6:00am)
Make that left turn from Verona Road onto Allied Drive during
the summer and a lazy, yellow haze settles in on everything and
everyone. The branches from parched willow trees slip into the
ground, unable to tolerate the burning sun. Despite the heat,
Madison's most beleaguered neighborhood is much more appealing than
Magazine Street right now.
(09/08/05 6:00am)
So you've just completed your orientation here at the great
state University of Wisconsin. You're sifting and winnowing in your
dorm room. You may ask yourself, \Self, I wonder how much of what I
was told about binge drinking and State Street prostitution by
those wily upperclassmen was legit?""
(04/26/05 6:00am)
Even the intensifying rain outside could not dampen the
optimistic mood surrounding UW-Madison's presentation of its Campus
Master Plan to the Joint Southeast Campus Committee Monday night.
(04/25/05 6:00am)
Late in the evening and early into the morning, when only
raccoons and the occasional badger roam the UW-Madison campus, the
Waste and Recycling night crew makes its rounds.
(04/05/05 6:00am)
The future of Madison's cityscape became more concrete Monday
night when two major construction projects received approval from
the city's Plan Commission. The demolition of the house at 353 W.
Mifflin St. and Ogg Hall were both approved on consent. No
additional commentary from the projects' respective parties was
required by the commission.
(03/03/05 6:00am)
To those who have lost their way among the student flats and
aging houses that rest between Broom and Bedford Streets, the
colorful mural adorning the Mifflin Street Co-op, 32 N. Bassett
St., serves as a welcomed reference point. As one of three Madison
grocery co-ops near campus, including the Regent Street Co-op, 2136
Regent St., and the Willy Street Co-op, 1209 Williamson St., the
Mifflin Street Co-op opened in 1969 and is perhaps the
neighborhood's most recognizable and prominent landmark.
(02/22/05 6:00am)
State Street lacked its familiar glow Monday evening after two
underground electrical fires knocked out power on much of the east
side of campus and throughout the downtown business district.
(02/15/05 6:00am)
In an eleventh-hour twist, Ryan Corcoran dropped out of the race
for Madison City Council, leaving only incumbent Ald. Austin King,
District 8, and business owner Kami Eshraghi as candidates for the
position of alder. Interestingly, Corcoran can still influence
today's primary. Because his name will remain on the ballot,
Corcoran could garner enough votes in order to finish first or
second, sealing an automatic victory for either Eshraghi or King in
the April 5 election.
(02/01/05 6:00am)
Shoppers rejoice-parking near State Street will no longer
require infinite patience or plenty of luck. A working group
consisting of Madison developers, engineers, city employees and
citizen stakeholders met Thursday evening to discuss the future of
the Mid-State Street Parking & Mixed-Use Facility.