"Functioning robots are all alike; every malfunctioning robot malfunctions in its own way."
Space. The final frontier. Where no one can hear you scream, and where everyone's favorite mustached avenger must return to once again save the princess on the back of a dinosaur-dragon and get a piece of that cake! Finally.
I first discovered the mustache thing when I was in Chicago last August. Every time I saw a bike ride by, I had handlebar double-vision.
With all sorts of extra time on your hands during Gainesville's offseason and a serious prerogative to stay indoors, why not try your hand at some new hobbies? How about making your own alcohol? Part chemistry, part cooking, part art and part drinking, home brewing is a great way to pass those extra hours of summer daylight.
No more season-ending cliffhangers, no more time travelling and no more Hurley episodes: Lost is over.
Finally, festival season is here. And the Avenue has searched high and low to bring you music options both near and far.
Electric hums echoed down gravel paths, through trees and over creeks as a crowd meandered its way through the woods of southwest Gainesville on a steamy Saturday afternoon.
While a penchant for minimalism and convenient digital technology drives the majority of music sales (or lack thereof), a growing number of music fans are returning to a bulkier but more interactive format - the vinyl record.
Dear readers, I have enjoyed my time so far serving as an Avenue columnist. By which, I mean that I enjoy getting my opinions and musings out there so I can entertain some bored students who just finished the crossword in the classifieds section. However, I will be taking my column in a different direction this time. Instead of entertaining you people with (mostly) true stories about being bored and anti-social, I will use my position as a semi-legitimate column writer to warn one and all about a very grave threat to our collective well-being: douchebags.
Want to learn how to grow weeds? Have you been itching to use your green thumb this summer? Then I'm here to tell you that it's not only easy, it's fun and affordable.
“If you want a revolution, the only solution: evolve, gotta evolve.”
There were no maracas in Paxico via Mexico’s set on Saturday. None of the band members were wearing sombreros.
Frost your glasses and grab your bottle opener because this is American Craft Beer Week. Let’s take a few minutes and give thanks for the goodness of craft beer in the USA.
“I drive a Honda Fit, which is ironic,” Chris Cope said.
If there is one gleaming message in the desolate heart-puller that is “Vincere,” it’s this: marry a fascist and expect to get screwed.
When you find yourself living in Gainesville during the summer months, acquiring new friends to band together with is key to survival. There are plenty of places to do this: farmers markets, school clubs, the Taco Bell in the Reitz Union and so on.
She was working at a computer next to me the first time I saw her, and the glowing monitor made her face shine a little bit. She stood up, ignored me and I took the time to get a good look at her. She wasn’t tall, but her hair was long and wispy. She had a smile and laugh that carried through the room. I shook her hand when I introduced myself hoping she wouldn’t notice I couldn’t catch my breath. That was a crush.
The Internet is for porn, and if a controversial proposal gets backing, there could be a whole lot more of it coming soon.
The Avenue caught up with Derek Sanders, vocalist and keyboardist for the the emo-alt band Mayday Parade as it passed through the South on tour featuring its first major-label release, "Anywhere But Here."
Dust off your morals and pray for calamity. Ellis Amburn, former editor to the stars and author of seven biographies, is just one of the 30 writers coming to a workshop at the UF.
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