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(03/21/11 6:00am)
It's Sunday as I'm writing this and like usual it will be until
midnight. But come midnight, Cinderella won't be the only girl
bawling her eyes out because her dreams are suddenly shattered. I
too will be crying—crying over the painful loss of my sanity (yet
again) because spring break is over. I have only nine hours and
fifty-seven minutes until I arrive at my romantic poetry class two
minutes late. I've become that perpetually-slightly-late kid, but
what can you expect from a person taking their final undergraduate
classes? Well, you can assume that after procrastinating on writing
this column for the entirety of break I'm doing so in a laundromat.
Procrastination… like finally washing the seven loads of dirty
clothing I've kept stockpiled in my closet for about a month—bet
the rental company loved showing that. Serves them right for
sending me an email and calling and leaving a voicemail I will
never listen to each time they schedule a showing.
(02/24/11 6:00am)
Last year, school was a dark and gloomy part of my life. Why?
Mainly because every week I was relentlessly subjected to some of
the most gruesome material known to man in the form of ethers,
carboxylic acids and alcohols during a hellish course called
organic chemistry. This life wrecker of a class meant that I sat in
the library constantly, attempting to make little squiggly lines
react with other squiggly lines to create some other, more superior
squiggly line. As it was, I was in need of a little help, in pill
form, to generate the required mental processing power to do such
things. The idea was that some chemical reaction in my brain would
help me carry them out on paper. So I visited a friend and picked
up a little red study-helper for the library that night.
(01/28/11 6:00am)
The Get Up Kids have been noticeably absent from the music scene
for the last six years. After four studio albums, a live album and
numerous EPs and seven-inch records, the band called it quits in
2005 when mounting tensions made it nearly impossible for them to
play together. After a six-year hiatus, they put out an album that
is completely different from the rest of their catalog, blending
their emo style with a lot of '80s style synth and the dissonance
of modern indie rock.
(11/21/10 6:00am)
It's about 11:45 p.m. on a Thursday night at a megaplex somewhere
on the East side of Madison, and the crowd is getting antsy. By
day, one can only assume they are upright citizens and dedicated
scholars, but tonight they don capes, wield wands and etch
lightning bolts on their foreheads with eyeliner. One would-be
wizard, who in the not-so-distant-future will be more concerned
with his mortgage than with what exactly a Hippogriff is, runs
wildly around the aisles with a broom between his legs screaming
""Wee!"" at the top of his lungs. No, this is not Halloween, this
night is much holier. It is, dear readers, the beginning of the
end.
(10/21/10 6:00am)
Hockey fans know there are only a few times when their sport
infiltrates the mainstream American sports media.
(10/18/10 6:00am)
I was stepping out of the shower early the other day (yes,
unbelievably, I shower, and because I always forget to turn the fan
on, I began to wipe the steam off of the mirror for my usual
assessment on what variety of ten (out of ten) I was looking like
on that particular day. Immediately I knew something was amiss
though I just couldn't put my finger on it.
(10/01/10 6:00am)
Two Madison sisters were stabbed by a Chicago man Wednesday night,
according to police.
(09/23/10 6:00am)
You know what's fun? Naively identifying with songs that have no
relation to you whatsoever. When I was a child, carrying my Power
Rangers lunchbox in one hand and practicing ""rock, paper,
scissors"" strategies with my other, I'd innocently sing songs
about slapping booty as I made my way to school. Throughout my life
it seems as though my enthusiasm for a catchy beat has made me lose
friends, gotten me in trouble or made me question if I'm having an
identity crisis. Here are some examples:
(09/23/10 6:00am)
Okay, so maybe it's just me, but for my entire college career I
have struggled with paying attention in lecture. Perhaps it is the
packed room, the over-crowdedness of people and the claustrophobia
that does it. Or possibly it's the professor with the monotone
voice and the dim lighting. Whatever it is, I sure as hell find it
difficult to stay focused. I'm even prescribed Adderall and that
shit doesn't help me!
(07/22/10 6:00am)
Just when we thought Wisconsin took a progressive step in a cleaner
and healthier direction, Puff the Magic Dragon and his friend Camel
Joe publically announced their plans to repeal the newly enacted
Wisconsin smoking ban. Republican candidates for Governor, Scott
Walker and Rep. Mark Neumann, have made it quite clear in their
campaigns they consider the smoking ban an unnecessary barrier
within the economy. While there are questions about whether Walker
consistently contested the ban or if opponent Neumann inspired his
open opposition, the important issue shouldn't revolve petty ""he
said, he said"" debates but rather the sole fact that these
candidates aim to lift the ban at all.
(06/28/10 6:00am)
Podcasts are well on their way to taking over radio's place as
the third dominant form of media, and nothing is more indicative of
this than the big names currently working on the podcast landscape.
Two of the biggest names around are writer-director Kevin Smith and
his production partner, Scott Mosier, the men behind indie movie
classics ""Clerks"" and ""Chasing Amy,"" with their online banter
show, ""SModcast."" Particularly for Smith, podcasting has been a
natural fit, considering many of his scripts are often hailed (and
sometimes chided) for their highly stylized dialog, much of which
takes place in conversations between surrogate characters for
himself.
(05/03/10 6:00am)
The Dardanelles is a 13-year-old Mediterranean restaurant
located on the west side of campus on Monroe Street. You can't
order a number three with fries, and the Mahi Mahi doesn't taste
like a stuffed Chipotle burrito. It's the perfect symbol for the
small-town, local atmosphere of restaurants and shops that fill the
area.
(03/24/10 6:00am)
Reclaiming a television, sofa or car is a common occurrence in
the life of a repossession man. Yet, many would find it strange if
the bank or other financial institution repossessed one's heart,
lung or kidneys. This is the premise of Miguel Sapochnik's edgy new
movie, ""Repo Men.""
(03/18/10 6:00am)
Last week, the state of Wisconsin was one of a kind, nationally
recognized, the leader of the pack.
(03/01/10 6:00am)
A 41-year-old Madison man was arrested for attempted burglary
and resisting arrest, according to a police report.
(02/08/10 6:00am)
UW-Madison will receive a grant of nearly $9.8 million over the
course of the next five years from the National Heart, Blood and
Lung Institute for research on sudden cardiac death.
(01/31/10 6:00am)
The National Institute of Health approved a commonly researched
line of stem cells Friday for continued use by scientists across
the United States, including those at UW-Madison.
(01/31/10 6:00am)
Great music allows a collection of strings twanging, drums
beating and bells shaking to be a medium through which the listener
can bond with the performer. ""Crazy Heart"" attempts to give the
complete picture of where soulful, personal music originates
from—in this case, the hard-lived life of a country legend.
(01/27/10 6:00am)
The Waisman Clinical Biomanufacturing Facility at UW-Madison
received an $8.8 million contract award from the National Heart,
Lung and Blood Institute. The grant will help fund innovative
stem-cell production technology in laboratories and clinical
trials.
(12/07/09 6:00am)
Powerful running from sophomore running back John Clay and a
physical four-quarter defensive effort propelled Wisconsin to a
51-10 blowout victory in its regular season finale Saturday against
Hawaii.
