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By Greg Veis and Meg Lawson | July 31, 2002Bye-bye pork rinds, hello Recess .
Bye-bye pork rinds, hello Recess .
ne of the first things people said to me after I had been accepted to college was, "Have you picked out your sheets yet?" Apparently there is some ceremonial...
We are the Disney generation. Weaned on the classics and spoon-fed the spinoffs, we lived and died by the annual summer injection of fresh animania.
ocated deep in the heart of Chapa Thrill, the Lantern Restaurant artfully explores the white-hot Asian fusion craze.
Being sick folks, we sent our most macho movie reviewer to see the least macho movie of the summer. Here's what Jon Schnaars had to say:.
What sets Road to Perdition director Sam Mendes apart from his contemporary up-and-coming filmmakers is his ability to tackle every scene as though it were a single moment of a very expensive play.
Yes, as a high-brow college student, I scoff at MTV.
Sophie KinsellaConfessions of a Shopaholic.
For those craving a break from contrived network shlock, reality TV, at its best, may be a strong alternative.
The food at the new Mad Hatter's right off East Campus is a lot like a UNC girl.
Almost everyone's heard of it, and certainly you've seen it (or will see it pretty soon), but have you ever really gone to Duke's own museum? If you haven't, fall's the perfect time to remedy that.
Ten billion dollars. Believe it or not, that's the figure box office gurus are eyeing for the year 2002 in movies, and it's this summer's unusually strong batch that has execs seeing 11 figures.
The food at the new Mad Hatter1s right off East Campus is a lot like a UNC girl. It looks a lot better than most of its peers in Durham, but while it is so close to extraordinary, it just can1t be...
One of the first things people said to me after I had been accepted to college was, 3Have you picked out your sheets yet?2 Apparently there is some ceremonial...
Being sick folks, we sent our most macho movie reviewer to see the least macho movie of the summer. Here1s what Jon Schnaars had to say:.
It1s more essential than sunscreen, more personalized than that monogramed beach towel you got for high school graduation and a hell of a lot funkier than your 164 Impala.
The first thing you notice are the moptops. Then, your attention shifts to band members1 four matching suits and the high-pitched screams emanating from the first few rows.
Recently, TV networks of all sizes have been giving it the old college try.
Memo to fashion-forward freshmen: Fear not.
We are the Disney generation. Weaned on the classics and spoon-fed the spinoffs, we lived and died by the annual summer injection of fresh animania.