The question nagged at me ever since I, a wee first year, was caught with an empty bottle Sailor Jerry's Spiced Rum in my dorm room. "Why, God?" I screamed as the TUPD officer dragged me away to the...
This could have been a very short article. What is pop music? It's music that's popular. Bam. Done. But there is a big difference between popular music and "pop" music, although they do overlap many...
Whatever our perverse weather might tell you, the season of Spring is almost blowing in. With the flowery shift to warmer weather from slightly-cooler weather comes changes in tradition: namely, the tradition...
Most of you reading this are enrolled at Trinity, and that means one of your first stops as a prospective student was the Coates Library. For many of you, that was the first and last time you set foot...
The strangest thing happened in the last twenty years. TV stopped sucking. Well, let's qualify that. It stopped sucking as badly as it did before. Recently, I talked to my father about what he watched...
The Bad
Dalton Flood
There are a lot of negative views about Valentine's Day that have gained traction with my generation. The two most popular complaints are that Valentine's Day is nothing...
Ah, "The Daily Show." The show that proved a program on Comedy Central could provide more insightful commentary on current events than many news outlets could. For over 16 years, John Stewart hosted...
Why is it that the best shows on TV always seem to get cancelled? Is there something about an unfinished story that makes a martyr out of an otherwise average program? Or is there some group of devious...
After the recent Powerball jackpot numbers were announced a week ago, three winning tickets from Tennessee, Florida, and California split the prize. The record amount of $1.584 billion comes out to, after...
Let's be honest: dorms are the worst places to study. But with finals rapidly approaching and sleep rapidly decreasing, we college students need our sheep-counting time more than ever "” it's a Catch-22...
Ah, the sweet smell of red ink and tears: the leaves are changing, daylight is saving and students all around campus are either receiving their graded midterms or eagerly awaiting the disappointing grades...
I think we can all relate to this situation: you buy a parking pass as early as possible, walk back to your car to proudly display the sticker and then cry as a bald eagle swoops down, snatches the poor...
