Columns

Alexandria Chu | Hit Li(s)t

Kacey Rayder | Insult to Injury

I'd like to apologize in advance if this column is a little less articulate than my previous ones, as I'm currently at home recovering from a tonsillectomy. I'm hoping to be done with this recovery from hell soon enough; then I can get back to feeling normal again.

Jordan Teicher | The Independent

I like Robert Downey, Jr. as an actor. He has more than enough charisma to excel as both Tony Stark and Sherlock Holmes, and he brings effortless polish to all of his roles. Off−camera, he seems like a decent guy: He overcame alcoholism, stays classy in public and charms the press. He struggled with personal issues in the past, but he is a changed man — and Hollywood loves a comeback.

Chelsea Stevens | Loud Noises

Amanda Johnson | Senior Moments

T ufts recently announced a $32 million operating surplus, marking a more than 700 percent increase from the previous fiscal year. As a non−profit institution that costs well over $50,000 a year to attend and has suspended need−blind admissions, we should be troubled that there is ever a substantial surplus.

Amanda Johnson | Senior Moments

T ufts recently announced a $32 million operating surplus, marking a more than 700 percent increase from the previous fiscal year. As a non−profit institution that costs well over $50,000 a year to attend and has suspended need−blind admissions, we should be troubled that there is ever a substantial surplus.

Alex Prewitt | Live from Mudville

Kacey Rayder | Insult to Injury

Hello, everyone. Up until now, my scathing written complaints have been directed primarily toward more visually observable topics.

Alex Prewitt | Live from Mudville

Japanese children's author Taro Gomi once wrote that everybody poops. He should write a sequel informing America's naive and reactionary sports fans that everybody curses.

Alexandria Chu | Hit Li(s)t

From Jay McInerney's New York, let's venture into a real depiction of the Big Apple with our first non-fiction book, a memoir by an artist about artists. Here's my breakdown:

David McIntyre | The Beautiful Game

As much as I love soccer — and I believe that it's one of the most thrilling sports out there with fans more passionate than any other — I have to admit, it's not perfect. Not that any sport is perfect, but there are some changes to soccer that are so simple to make and that could improve the game so much that it's almost inexplicable why they haven't already been implemented. Of course, other people have proposed all of these ideas before, but I thought I would make a list of the top three changes that would be made to the game in a perfect world:

Alison Williams and Sarah Gottlieb | Generation SEX

So your significant other — how's that for PC, Tufts? — is being a dick. He forgot your birthday. She made a joke about you being whipped in front of your bros. What are you going to do about it? Perhaps it's what you're not going to do that is more significant.

Kacey Rayder | Insult to Injury

This week's topic is "bad tattoos." I'll note that I have two tattoos — one on my shoulder blade and another on my foot. I love tattoos. New ink is expensive, however, and a permanent piece of body art isn't something you want to "cheap out" on. The only thing that a cheap tattoo will get you is a faded blob of ink that looks horrible 20 years down the road. Spend the money and get something that's worth it.

Alex Prewitt | Live from Mudville

Whenever anything goes wrong in my life, I tend to deflect blame onto something else, preferably an intangible or helpless entity. Step in a puddle? Bad karma. Fail a test? Teacher's fault; too hard. Mother gets mad at me for not flushing the toilet? Blame the dog.

Hannah Furgang | The Tim Tam Slam

I'm pretty sure I'm in the running for most freshman freshman. In the first few weeks of school, I have: Asked for directions to Carmichael, name−dropped the one senior I know at least once a conversation, asked for directions to Mail Services, done the Saturday night "where's−the−party waltz," only to end up in bed by midnight, asked for directions to Cabot and asked for directions to Hillsides.

Angad Bagai | A Whole New World

If you've grown up in the last ten years or so, it's pretty much a given that you've watched movies like the "American Pie" series and "Road Trip" (2000). Aside from being generally low budget, raunchy and starring Sean William Scott, these movies all have another aspect in common. They all provide the viewer with an image of what college life is like in the United States. And more often than not, the image ingrained in the viewer is that college will feature a lot of out of control frat parties, complete with a fully stocked bar.

Amanda Johnson | Senior Moments

Every fall, we are bombarded with the portrait of the incoming freshman class, highlighting their lofty test scores, impressive accomplishments and perhaps with the most pride, their unprecedented diversity.

Ethan Sturm | Rules of the Game

Did you see that play Sunday?

Kacey Rayder | Insult to Injury

Hello, readers! I would like to take a moment to introduce myself. This column wasn't originally a column at all; rather, it was a blog that "almost happened" over the summer between my sophomore and junior years here at Tufts.

Alex Prewitt | Live from Mudville

At an age when most spend their time puttering around retirement homes, expelling glorified tales of yore out the front exit and malodorous flatulence out the back, Larry Merchant inadvertently fired the final shot that saved boxing.