Facial hair fad hits Gainesville’s guys
May 26, 2010I 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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
No more season-ending cliffhangers, no more time travelling and no more Hurley episodes: Lost is over.
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.
There were no maracas in Paxico via Mexico’s set on Saturday. None of the band members were wearing sombreros.
“If you want a revolution, the only solution: evolve, gotta evolve.”
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.
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.
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.
The Internet is for porn, and if a controversial proposal gets backing, there could be a whole lot more of it coming soon.
“I drive a Honda Fit, which is ironic,” Chris Cope said.
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.
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.
While fashion boutiques decorate their storefronts to attract summer shoppers, the time for students to start cleaning out their closets is now.
Do you like it hard, loud and sweaty, surrounded by a dense crowd of bodies slamming together in nasty unison?
Until ObamaCare officially kicks in, basic body maintenance can be expensive but also a major necessity. Specifically, I’m talking about birth control and getting tested.
Summer is here, and hot temperatures and light course loads translate into plenty of time and reason to drink a nice, refreshing beer. Here are your top picks for summer 2010.