Food plan #2
By Paul Musselwhite | September 17, 2004Food on campus is not a joy. It plugs that gnawing feeling in your stomach for a couple of hours until you release it in a form remarkably similar to the original.
Food on campus is not a joy. It plugs that gnawing feeling in your stomach for a couple of hours until you release it in a form remarkably similar to the original.
I remember when I first heard the term “Gothic Wonderland.” Duke seemed like your standard Ivy League-ish looking school, so it didn’t resonate deeply.
The Chronicle featured the three letter combination “PSM” 74 times Sept. 13.
I tell you the truth, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me. —Matthew 25: 39-40.
I met a mechanic once. Now, I’ve met quite a few mechanics in my lifetime, but this one will always stick with me, mostly because I was never really sure whether or not he really was a mechanic.
Next year, instead of receiving 158 gram, 20 GB, 4.1 x 2.4 x .
CAIRO, Egypt — Sept. 11 passed by here in Egypt recently.
Okay, so President Richard Brodhead will officially be inaugurated as the ninth president of Duke University this Saturday. You probably will hear quite enough about it in the coming week.
Do you ever wonder where your $120 student activities fee goes? This semester alone, I paid $248 so that we have an afternoon barbecue or a band play on the quad whenever Campus Council desires.
If there is one thing in the chaotic post-Sept. 11 world that has not been worth questioning, it has been President George W.
Critics of Sen. John Kerry argue that he sounds too much like President George W. Bush on foreign policy issues. After all, both candidates claim to support democracy in Afghanistan.
I remember sitting there slumped and ineffective, as only an advanced calculus problem can do to a sleepy New Yorker early on a golden Tuesday morning.
Greenville, N.C.:.
Two months away from the election, I should probably pick a candidate. After all, this is the MOST IMPORTANT ELECTION EVER as everybody keeps reminding me.
I started this column as a letter to the editor.
If there was any doubt that the forces of terror remain wholly indiscriminate in their campaign of mass murder, they ended Sept. 3, 2004.
What happened to the benches at the bus stop on main West? Undergraduates, graduates and visiting professors who aren’t given a parking space on West and random visiting high school students...
And by the Middle East, I mean Israel and Palestine.
Imagine the following scenario. Me: “Wow, that test was so hard. I hate our professor.” Friend: “Yeah, I know. That class is sooo straight.”.
It’s not every weekend that you find your living room full of smoke and a fire smoldering on your front door. At least, my weekends usually lack this kind of made-for-TV-movie drama.