Lost in the sauce: getting bug-eyed in the opium jungles
By BILL O'CONNOR< | July 4, 2011My Thai friend Sith starts a lot of sentences with "Maybe America have, maybe America no have."
My Thai friend Sith starts a lot of sentences with "Maybe America have, maybe America no have."
I love America, and so should you.
American Atheists, a more-than-40-year-old organization that advocates for the civil liberties of atheists and the complete separation of church and state, flew aerial banners over several public locations across the country Monday that read phrases such as "God-LESS America" or "Atheism is Patriotic."At beaches and parks in 26 states, people saw these words fly across the sky.
On CBS' "Face the Nation" this past Sunday, John Kasich, the Republican governor of Ohio, did something that, for a politician on the Sunday political talk circuit, seems anathema: say something that not only sounds human but also makes sense.
Another one bites the dust.
OMAHA, Neb. — Josh Adams' lips quivered as he spoke. With tears streaming down his face, Florida's second baseman was helpless at the podium, unable to process where it all went wrong.
The promising career of a Florida track and field athlete came to a disturbing close when he was arrested Tuesday on a charge of sexual assault, stemming from an incident just hours after competing at the NCAA Outdoor Championships.
Imagine you're a sophomore in high school. Mostly you hang out with your friends, watch porn and play way too many video games.
Commissioner Mike Slive of the Southeastern Conference sent the NCAA a letter proposing significant overhaul of the recruiting model. Check out the alligatorSports graphic detailing the changes inside.
UF education researchers have received two federal grants totaling $5.5 million for studies focused on reducing behavioral problems that disrupt the learning environment.
A new study center could create competition for TutoringZone.
Unlike the Florida afternoon sky, Santa Fe College students will not be making it rain any time soon.
For a battle that hopes to claim 150 units of blood, the scene is ironically tranquil. The only visible aggression is the violent pumping of stress balls as the donors attempt to enlarge their veins for easy penetration.
The volunteers at the Jungle Friends Primate Sanctuary don't come to monkey around.
The electronic-music scene in Gainesville continues to boom.
Newspapers have had a centuries-long love affair with the First Amendment. Exercising our freedom of speech, after all, is our bread and butter. Whenever our favorite section of the Bill of Rights gets a shout-out in the news, we'd be stupid not to throw our two cents in.
This Monday, millions of Americans will gather in backyards, ballparks, churches and parade routes all across the country to celebrate the 235th birthday of the United States. For many of us, the Fourth acts as just another excuse to jet-stream unholy amounts of ethanol into our systems as we butcher another Lee Greenwood song and blow shit up. And why shouldn't we? It's American.
In summer of 2008, I walked into my first Senate meeting. Fresh out of high school, I thought I had found a good place to get involved. What I found instead was a disaster.
It's 6 p.m., and I'm on my way to the gym on a typical weeknight (I had tanned and done laundry earlier). I know there is nothing too peculiar about this, but there is one minor detail I should mention: My car had been on its reserve gasoline for a bit. By "a bit," I mean two days. Forgive me, but I hadn't time to stop for gas. Such is the life of a college student. And - I swear to you - the fuel gauge wasn't that low.
B.F.D.? Boca Fiesta Diner? Best Friends Dude? Burgers for Days?