Two Florida lawmakers want to pass a don't-text-and-drive law for minors. I can hardly blame them. After all, who hasn't been scared of the guy with one hand on the wheel and the other on a phone? However, I am not so convinced the bill is a good thing for drivers in the Sunshine State.
The end of the semester is always the saddest time of year. It's hard to impress a date when your checking account is drier than Barbara Walters' skin. Nowadays, we also have to be multicultural to maintain a relationship.
I've always been worried about having hypochondria.
Between shrinking budgets and growing costs, it seems every family, business and state is trying to make ends meet. The same holds true at UF.
As you sit down tomorrow to enjoy your turkey dinner, surrounded by smiling family members and with the prospect of pie in the not-so-distant future, people in Japan will be sitting down to a plateful of … whale.
Ah, Thanksgiving. I'm thankful for the holiday you can't screw up. There's no need to fret about finding the perfect gift for your mom or someone hot to kiss at midnight. It's socially acceptable to eat so much pie that you can't get up from the table. Here's what I'm thankful this year:
With one day before break, we have a lot to be thankful for. But with Monday's speech, one thing that is fairly low-key tops my list.
I want to apologize. There's been something eating away at me, and I have to get it off my chest.
College is a time for youthful exploration, limitless learning and planning your funeral.
Why is everyone on a diet all of a sudden?
I challenge you.
The other day, Gov. Charlie Crist rubbed his magic funding bottle and a little legislative genie popped out and granted him one wish. Unfortunately, Charlie exchanged his other two wishes for visits to a tanning salon.
The Gator Nation is anything but, thanks to a study showing UF is a top-20 university for studying around the world.
It may come as a surprise to you, but America doesn't do tiny. Miniature book sales are at all-time lows. I sold all my stock in thimbles years ago. Mini-Me hasn't had a good role since Austin Powers.
As I waited in line for the bagger to pack my groceries, I noticed he was placing just two items in each bag. With only 10 items, I walked out of the store with five bags. I knew something was wrong.
If you have ever wanted to be in the Guinness World Records book, I am sorry to report you just missed your chance this year. Thursday marked the third annual Guinness World Records Day.
Months ago, I took a vow of abstinence, and I failed. That is, I failed to abstain from my constant use of Facebook.
Apparently, Regional Transit System has changed a few of its routes for its Later Gator service. I hate to use an oxymoron, but it's a seriously comedic matter.
Come on now, Alligator editorial board. Have you gone nuts? What's up with telling students their votes won't matter on Jan. 29? It is this type of thinking you'd expect from the Fox News pundits, not a beacon of hope in the journalism industry such as you guys.
I'm disappointed in you, ladies. The rain is beginning to subside, the heat has gone into hiding, and you still won't go camping.
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