George W. Bush, the ill-starred decider, the failed uniter, the presidential cowboy, left a trail of dust as he galloped out of Washington, D.C.
Tim Tebow is not made of steel. He's made of wood.
The Alachua County Commission drafted a letter officially opposing the construction of a proposed state prison for East Gainesville at their Tuesday meeting, although the state has not submitted formal land use changes.
UF has not been giving teams a chance to breathe early in games lately, and it wasn't about to let Kentucky take a gasp of air on Thursday night.
With Student Government elections less than a month away, parties will begin interviewing potential student senators today.
Senior diver Whitney Stern knows that saying goodbye to four years in the pool will be difficult.
Pink is the new orange and blue.
As an oh-so-slow news week draws to a close, the Department of Darts & Laurels can only hope for ridiculousness to ensue this Sunday.
If Dean Early, the writer of Wednesday's guest column, were to replace "Christianity" in the title with "extreme Christianity," then his assertion might be true.
The Bernard Madoff scandal, a Ponzi scheme allegedly costing investors around $50 billion, is keeping Jewish UF students from taking the trip of a lifetime.
When Percy Harvin walks on the field, defenses are scared.
I have a question for anyone who has ever watched television: What the hell is wrong with us?
The "Pride of the Sunshine" Fightin' Gator Marching Band is in demand, but high travel fees have prevented it from performing in two high-profile events this month.
President Barack Obama has been given a number of religious titles in the past year, ranging from "secular progressive" to "secret Muslim," yet all the while he has professed to be a Protestant Christian. Rather than delving into Obama's religion, let's start with an easier question:
The Internet has opened up new platforms for the musician and music lover.
The beat-challenged white man's attempt to appeal to please cool urban people, the remix album already exists as something of a superfluous curiosity, but gains an added aura of "WTF?" whenever someone as supremely talented as Thom Yorke indulges in its futile pursuits. It is safe to say that each and every one of these nine edits resurfaces inferior to its predecessor, but The Bug's adaptation of "Harrowdown Hill" takes the butcher-job crown as it (for lack of a better term) erases the track's devastating electric guitar coda. Elsewhere, Various' "Analyse" rendition kills any sense of rhythm with stuttering drum machine percussion and layers of reverb. Yorke includes two versions of "Black Swan," which would seem laughably unjustified if not for the chorus's eloquent summation of the remix: "This is f----d up/ f----d up."
Unfortunate results tend to ensue when Hollywood moguls cast their significant others in leading roles.
Redemption.
There are only about two weeks left until that dreaded holiday, the one full of an obnoxious amount of pink, with roses everywhere and events planned to remind you that you're single.
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