OPINION
Read this and don't look up
By Matt Dearborn | January 18, 2005The whole Indiana Jones series is stupid.
The whole Indiana Jones series is stupid.
There is fat on your hands. As you read this column, someone is on his or her hands and knees on a bathroom floor, inducing vomit, and it"s your fault.
I played against the Temple men"s basketball team. The game took place after last semester's exam week on Cincinnati"s Delta flight 1103, en route to my sweet home Alabama.
I"ll readily admit: I"ve been looking forward to this moment all year.
Duke graduate Aubrey McClendon has donated over $6 million to Duke, and the University holds him and his wife Kathleen in extraordinarily high esteem.
Y ou would invest in a major pharmaceutical company?' I asked my boyfriend incredulously. He gave me a meek smile and a shrug as he said, 'Yeah, I might.'.
No matter how much some ladies doth protest, a woman's beauty best predicts her spot in the social hierarchy at Duke, and at no time is this fact more naked than during Sorority Rush.
The ruffled skirts of Indian Summer have been swapped for stained, days-old running pants.
Apparently, we Duke students are the smartest people in the world, nay, the universe, maybe even Research Triangle Park.
From Yale to the University of North Carolina, liberal academia is being challenged by a new generation of conservative leadership.
It is a sad statement for the way our society is as it enters the year 2005 when the main stories dominating our headlines in the wake of a historic presidential election are that a man beat up a...
aThat Christoph Guttentag admits some zany kids into Duke this year. We have more than our quota of amiable high achievers and are sorely in need of some charismatic nutjobs to shake things up.
Well it’s finals week, the panic is spreading like an overeager cancer, and we have to reveal ourselves.
“The death of one man is a tragedy. The death of millions is a statistic.”.
Red Bulls and sweatpants, all-nighters in Perkins, frantic fingers cranking out last-minute papers.
I am extremely concerned about the Scott Peterson trial.
The latest link popping up on Instant Messenger profiles is the comical yet sincere site sorryeverybody.com.
In second grade, my teacher prompted us to enter BOOK IT!—a competition where you read books for points that earned you a free pizza at Pizza Hut.
Ever since we were little, most of us wanted to be something important. Some of us wanted to be firefighters, others wanted to ballerinas.