He said, she said: Toying around in the bedroom
By Jacob Romoser | Sep. 7, 2011Remember when you were kid and playing with toys was pretty much the best thing ever?
Remember when you were kid and playing with toys was pretty much the best thing ever?
"Broke-Ass" Stuart Schuffman is not afraid to call you out. He uses every curse word in the book. He offends you for your bad spending habits and bluntly calls you a dumbass for your idiotic purchases. But, while you might feel insecure about your latest buy or offended by his ridicule, his book, "Young, Broke and Beautiful: Broke-Ass Stuart's Guide to Living Cheaply," is the Holy Grail for college students.
Rock the Universe, one of Florida's most popular music festivals, is mixing elements both new and old to provide fans with another fun, spiritual experience.
The scene is familiar: a New York City apartment, two couples and one couch. The stage looks more like that of a romantic comedy than one of a three-time Tony- Award-winning Broadway play, but the actors and director of "God of Carnage" aim to change what is expected.
Gainesville never seems to fail to provide us with new hang-out hubs. And now, one more spot has been pinned to the grid.
You walk in. There's an empty space. A cheap table from Walmart is nestled in the corner, and a thin doormat rests under your feet. Yup, you have just entered your typical college apartment/dorm - one with mismatching decor, or no decor at all.
College life in this town can serve up a constant bombardment of new faces.
A band's debut album is never perfect. There are usually some great songs and ideas that don't work well together until the band gains more experience. The same can be said with directors. Most often, a debut film is full of great ideas and scenes that aren't fully executed. This describes Spencer Susser's directorial debut of "Hesher" spot on.
After spitting continuous, freestyle rap for a record-shattering nine hours, 18 minutes and 22 seconds in April, it became clear that Chiddy Bang was a force not to be reckoned with.
In 1974, Rolling Stone magazine's Jon Landau reviewed an up-and-coming musician's gig for Boston's the Real Paper. The emerging songster was Bruce Springsteen of who Landau penned, "I saw rock 'n' roll's future, and its name is Bruce Springsteen."
It doesn't take a keen eye to realize the students around here emulate Gainesville's hot, hot heat.
A brand-spankin' new school year has debuted on college campuses across the country, bringing with it high expectations, football season debauchery and a fresh start for all the new and returning students.
The steamy, summer heat is in full force as we're rounding out the hottest month of the year, and it's important to know how to stay safe when sweating it out under the sun.
Hollywood hangs its hat on a spectacular summer movie season, so it's no surprise that this fall's lineup comes across as less than stellar. After being treated to a monster summer season, the fall schedule, especially in September, is pretty lackluster.
Every year, freshmen come to UF's campus during the fall eager to get their college experience started. There are certain trends that freshmen always try out when they first arrive on campus, so we've put together a list of fashion dos and don'ts for your first semester.
Everyone knows the best part about starting college is not having a bedtime. And sure, sometimes you stay up late to study, but not that often. When you're not going out or partying, watching TV is one of the greatest college pastimes.
One of the best things fall semester is the air of newness and reinvention that comes with it. Like a New Year's resolution, students find inspiration in the fall.
While it's common for most record labels to launch an onslaught of highly anticipated releases during the fall, this is being taken to a new extent in 2011. From my perspective, this year has been laden with excellent new releases, and given the schedule for upcoming records in the fall, 2011 is shaping up to be a stronger year than 2010.
Oh, the dreaded Freshman 15: The extra pounds gained by eating boxes of instant mac 'n' cheese, slurping up extra-whip caramel Frappuccinos and stacking up on the endless supply of succulent chocolate chip cookies the dining halls have to offer.
I know exactly what you were thinking.