Kicking off in Colombia and now making it all the way to Gainesville, Zumba is sweeping the nation off its feet (literally) one dance class at a time.
By day, Adrienne Filardo, 22, works as a grant assistant in the UF Department of Neurosurgery. On a typical day of work, she wears a cardigan, skirt and pantyhose – looking “as June Cleaver as possible,” she said. But three nights a week, donning fishnet stockings, short shorts and a thick layer of purple eye shadow, she is Rage-rienne, the roller derby girl, acting as a blocker for her team, the Gainesville Roller Rebels.
I knew this was coming for years. My parents decided to sell the house so they could live closer to the water and their boat (I don’t blame them. Who wouldn’t jump at the opportunity to drink and fish all day with minimal planning and effort?). Once I realized this, every time I came home I acted like it could potentially be the last time I see my house or my hometown of Miami.
On stage at The Laboratory, Tom Miller, clad in a red button-up shirt, hunches over his typewriter, his face hidden behind his sunglasses and a frayed straw hat.
Bob Sylvester’s workplace feels a little bit more like a garage project than a brewery. Despite its storage-unit looks, Tarpon Springs-based Saint Somewhere Brewery has developed a reputation throughout the 20 states to which it is distributed as a brewer of high-quality, Belgian-style beer.
What's it like to be Joey Pants?
No, "Troll 2" has nothing to do with "Troll 1." No, this is not the best movie you will ever see. It is simply the best worst movie.
It's about to become even easier to find porn online.
Gainesville has an array of bars and clubs, but few are as unpretentious and laid-back as the new Palomino Pool Hall downtown.
In the Summer heat, men's fashion can sometimes take a backseat to staying cool, but it doesn't have to be that way.
UF's campus may be tobacco-free, but Gainesville still has its head in the clouds.
If there is one great American rite of passage, it is the road trip. Haphazardly shoving people and belongings into a car and debauching ourselves across state lines is about as American as apple pie baked by underpaid immigrant laborers.
The Fourth of July. It’s possibly the greatest holiday that has ever existed. Some guys signed a piece of paper that brought the United States of America into existence, and more than two centuries later we commemorate that day in the most American way: grilling, getting belligerently drunk and watching things explode. I love July Fourth because I’m a big fan of America. It’s pretty much the best country I’ve ever lived in.
I know you've been waiting for it: the weekend of booze, fireworks and watermelon in celebration of our country that looms at the end of this first week of Summer B.
Gainesville’s only annual fireworks display is bursting back to life with help from local sponsors.
Gainesville is crammed with bars, and this Fourth of July weekend you will no doubt encounter throngs of sloppy drunks ready to join you in the never-ending war against joyless, American sobriety.
Fireworks, patriotism and guns! It’s the Fourth of July, and the best way to enjoy the
Famed West coast rock band Rooney is coming to Gainesville.
This is not the column I planned on writing this week. If everything had gone like it was supposed to, I'd be recapping my adventures at Bonnaroo. I had my ticket paid for me. My car was just about packed. And then I was reminded that this was the weekend my dad and I were supposed to visit my grandmother. Goodbye, Bonnaroo. Hello, Mishawaka, Indiana.
It has been nearly seven years since the final episode aired, but “Futurama” is back and better than ever.
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