TheSandbox: Demotivation at last
By Staff Reports | October 9, 2003The people at Despair Inc. realize that we live in an era of unparalleled productivity and prosperity... and it makes them sick.
The people at Despair Inc. realize that we live in an era of unparalleled productivity and prosperity... and it makes them sick.
Ah, the Coen brothers--Hollywood's fraternal theatrical threat, a writing-directing two-headed monster of film noir.
This moment," croons Bill, to the pregnant bride dying in his arms, "this is me... at my most masochistic." Bang..
Most people won't tell you Larry King is sexy.
Hunger strikes--not Gandhi style, but 5:45 on Friday evening style. Food points are low and spirits are high, so the only question is where off-campus to eat. Around 7:00, an agreement is reached.
Some cities have very specific associations for all of us.
Three years ago, it seemed like you couldn't turn on MTV or open a music magazine without Fred Durst and his iconographic backwards baseball cap staring back at you. Limp Bizkit, Durst and co.
It's getting cold in herre. Shrill moans and varying background noises fill the smoke-clogged air of Cat's Cradle.
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy! / It is the green-ey'd monster which doth mock / The meat it feeds on..
"If you have a voice, it needs to be heard," writes the slam poet Abyss.
Big Boi and Andre 3000, the oil and vinegar that make up OutKast, have done a strange, strange thing on their fifth collaboration, Speakerboxxx/The Love Below. They've un-collaborated.
On September 11, the ABC sitcom "8 Simple Rules for Dating my Teenage Daughter" unexpectedly lost its star John Ritter.
Michael Lewis isn't the typical sportswriter. With a degree from Princeton and a master's from the London School of Economics, he seems better matched as a New York Times Magazine writer.
For anyone who ever questioned why Ludacris chose to play at Duke... this is for you. Recess reveals the craziest, most contradictory occurrences. Did anyone else notice:.
They are spunky, sassy single career women living in overpriced urban flats navigating their way through imperfect boyfriends, meddling mothers, overbearing bosses and deceivingly glitzy jobs.
Meeting someone new is at once a remarkably ordinary and formidable experience.
Admitting you're still a diehard Dave Matthews Band fan these days is akin to admitting you still attend fraternity parties in section.
The Namesake, Jhumpa Lahiri's follow-up to her Pulitzer Prize-winning compilation of short stories, "Interpreter of Maladies," certainly deserves acclaim.
Each year we watch the same old beauty pageants full of beautiful women in their late teens and early 20s.
Whether you've been inspired by the artistic efforts of your neighbors across the hall, finally realized that Friday night on the Duke social scene no longer exists or just want to light up a Cuba...