The key to bike safety: don’t fall asleep
Last month, I got a ticket for running a stop sign on my bicycle. In order to avoid paying a $155 ticket, I attended a three-hour bike safety seminar. This is a chronicle of that experience.
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Last month, I got a ticket for running a stop sign on my bicycle. In order to avoid paying a $155 ticket, I attended a three-hour bike safety seminar. This is a chronicle of that experience.
The City of Madison will apologize to a sexual assault victim nearly ten years after her rape if a resolution introduced by Ald. Austin King, District 8, passes the city council later this month.
The temperature was slowly dropping outside the Kohl Center Friday night and despite my contraband blanket, (which was in turn supplemented by an artificial one of Sunny D and vodka), I couldn't keep my mind off the cold. So, I did what any otherwise normal person who had been sitting in a lawn chair for 11 hours would do—I decided to eavesdrop on the boys next to me.
I can't even begin to tell you how excited I was when, wandering through the DVD section of the store, I came across the Schoolhouse Rock!: Special 30th Anniversary Edition,"" and saw the words, ""Includes Every Schoolhouse Rock Song Ever Created."" I was giddy.
At the 2006 Gospel Music Awards, Jars of Clay divulged their upcoming release, Good Monsters, would be their first-ever rock album. For a group that has earned three Grammys, recorded multi-platinum albums and pioneered the CCM movement by playing primarily acoustic, coffee-house folk music, it might seem tampering with a successful recipe poses the risk of alienating loyal fans and tarnishing an unblemished record. But as Robert F. Kennedy wisely said, \Only those who dare to fail greatly can ever achieve greatly.""A_ Fortunately, Jars of Clay's daring voyage into uncharted waters succeeds, yielding a tidal wave of fresh, spiritually inspiring tracks that rival the caliber of their much beloved, triple-platinum eponymous debut album.
When the subject is UW football, the mentality is 1-0. And Badger football is the prime topic this weekend, what with the storyline surrounding Saturday: Big Ten opener against Michigan at the Big House. For Bret Bielema's Badgers, the proving ground does not get more firm than this.
Rock. Mark Green. Hard place. That is where gubernatorial hopeful Mark Green finds himself two months from the November election and his image in the media will pay as a result.
I wonder what would have happened if, at last year's Academy Awards, Steve Carell had won Best Actor for ""40-Year-Old Virgin."" I'm guessing his acceptance speech would have been the most entertaining moment of the evening, and not to mention a delightful counter to George Clooney's smug remarks about celeb superiority. Bah.
No one really tells the truth about themselves when you meet for the first time freshman year. Too desperate to make friends, traits from high school get lost, attachments to old music and TV shows are abandoned, and too many people start pretending to like Radiohead and Dave Matthews Band. The dorm is a hostile environment, and it's no place for the weak-willed Celine Dion addict.
In late September 2005, documentary filmmaker Mike Shiley learned that in the wake of Hurricane Katrina and FEMA's lackluster rescue efforts, more than 50,000 dogs and cats had been left behind. Packing his belongings, he purchased a plane ticket and made his way to New Orleans.
""I'm gonna do some things you wouldn't let me do,"" John Mayer sings on the closing track to his new album, Continuum. The line, like so many others on the record, is an indignant remonstration of love gone awry, but it may as well serve as Mayer's battle cry for the past two years. If 2005's John Mayer Trio live release Try! was a cry for credibility from the uber-talented but oft-maligned ""Wonderland"" singer, then Continuum plays as a certified proclamation of newfound worth.
M. Ward, indie's sophisticated back-porch minstrel, can be difficult to place within any sort of classification. He does not seem to be vehemently avoiding any sort of cataloging. His throaty, creaking voice and lo-fi ruckus have been slightly too off-kilter and laid back to compete for attention with blog darlings like Tapes ‘n Tapes.
The lobby of a dorm on move-in day is the eighth circle of hell. It's hot, it's sticky, parents are screaming, there's no water to quench your thirst and your fate (meaning, whether you get that laundry cart and how fast you get on that elevator) is in the hands of someone in red who cackles devilishly at you as he takes your ID card.
Sometimes, the only way to move forward is to take a step back. For the Red Hot Chili Peppers, that means abandoning the direction of 2002's extremely subdued, harshly reviewed By the Way and returning to the grand alterna-funk glory with which they dominated the '90s. Stadium Arcadium is a remarkably elucidatory title: The Peppers are back to making commanding, stadium-deserving rock, and they sound as comfortable there as in an Arcadian paradise.
Long days and even longer nights make Madison summers a time of year when students look to soak up the heat and enjoy a world devoid of papers and exams. However thousands of students returning home at the end of the spring semester makes Madison a college town without many college students.
Friday, April 28
In my last hurrah as a columnist, I must make something clear to my dear readers. Though I may not slap a yellow ribbon sticker on the back of my vehicle, and I may not support the war in Iraq or the administration that started it, I certainly support our troops.
Britain's crowned prince of the working-class and suburban youth, The Streets, has entered his In Utero phase. Whereas Streets mastermind Mike Skinner used to fixate on the ins and outs of relationships, drugs and whatever minutiae were on his mind, The Hardest Way to Make an Easy Living finds him analyzing the benefits and trappings of fame. The lyrical content may have changed, but musically, The Hardest Way is pure Streets—stuttering beats, sparse synths and Skinner's cockney flow.
Over the past year, the University of Wisconsin has received a considerable amount of bad press. From the UW's reputation as the number one party school to its lack of diversity, criticism of the University is the highest it has been in recent memory. State legislators, alumni and Wisconsin residents only see and hear about the UW's shortcomings. However, lost among all of the negative media coverage are the students themselves and the extraordinary efforts they are making to correct these stereotypes.
Following an encouraging weekend split against Michigan State, the Wisconsin softball team (3-5 Big Ten, 17-16 overall) looks to build on that confidence as they head into the home stretch of their season. Before two huge series against Indiana and Purdue this weekend, however, the Badgers take on Illinois-Chicago (8-3 Horizon League, 17-25 overall) Wednesday.