A couple of nights ago, a fraternity brother stepped off the curb on Collingwood Drive - directly in front of the car next to me that was turning right - and proceeded to arrogantly parade in front of my car.
The city of East Lansing and the MSU Board of Trustees have been very busy lately. They have done an excellent job of whipping us out-of-control students into shape.
Thursday's game against Michigan was the first real basketball game I've been to this year since the new Izzone rules were implemented. It's not as if I didn't want to go to any regular-season games before that, I just couldn't - prior commitments to this thing you're reading. I very well knew I could not attend many games this year.
Last week in one of my 400-level journalism courses, the professor brought up the topic of the Asian race.
At the near zenith of "Beatlemania," John Lennon is famously remembered for giving an interview that implied his Beatles to be more popular than Jesus Christ.
Blink. The road rippled in my vision. Blink. Somehow I had appeared in the left lane.
So I lost my cell phone a couple weekends back. I had been out and about for most of that Saturday, and I returned home at some point early Sunday morning to discover that it wasn't in my jeans pockets.
It's always nice to hear reactions and feedback to something you've written. I've received a number of e-mails about my columns on sexual violence.
Any article that you read about Munn Ice Arena will say it's one of the nicest college hockey facilities in the country.
America is in the midst of a "culture war." However, our myopic focus on peripheral issues such as abortion or gay rights masks the root cause of the conflict, which is fundamentalist Christianity. I doubt the real agenda fundamentalists have for our country would garner support from most Americans.
Newspapers are dying. Before I explain this none-too-original claim, let me thank you for even having this paper in your hands.
Imagine the life of a Marine's girlfriend. We'll call her the scared bystander. She stays online for hours e-mailing her brave boyfriend, answers every "out of area" phone call hoping it's him and practically lives at the post office, sending him packages and envelopes marked "sealed with a kiss." His picture is framed on a shelf in her dorm room, and every time she opens her wallet she sees him in full uniform next to her debit card. That she is me.
At work the other day, I figured hijacking the toy gun from the sports desk and staging fake hold-ups of fellow employees would be a good idea. At least, it seemed so at the time.
Do you believe in things that haven't been proven? I hope the answer to this question is a resounding yes.
For some of us, last semester was a far cry from the academic milestone it could have been. But hey, we studied hard (sort of) and came to class (sometimes). What more can we do?
The beat-up van bumbled over the cultivated soil as we drove away from the dairy farm toward the forest. My friend, John, parked near a thicket skirting the denser wood.
What happens inside a girl's bathroom, anyway? Besides the obvious, I mean. I ask this question not to shock you, dear readers.
Oh, how the mighty have fallen. For the Detroit Pistons, the darlings of the NBA just seven months ago, wins and the championship effort that was prevalent last season have been few and far between. Of all the things one could point to as causing a problem this year - the brawl, lack of effort, complacency, and so on and so forth, are all secondary to one thing. The loss of Mehmet Okur. It is beyond obvious that losing Memo and his multitude of abilities has hurt the World Champions in all aspects of the game. Now with the Utah Jazz, Okur has averaged 11.7 points per game and 7.4 rebounds per game.
Dear Friends and Colleagues: It's a new year, a new semester and the beginning of a new period in the history of Michigan State University.
I wish you could see what I see every day. I wish you could see that there's a whole wing of the Student Services building where the lights burn late and the police scanner is always on.