At first it seemed like good news from the university. But after a double take on the electronic mail I received from them, I am more pissed than ever before. Great, dining hours will be extended from 8:30 p.m. to 11 p.m. (for a month-long trial). But you will not be able to use

To the editor: The launch of the University Student Center Sept. 6 coincided with the end of my first month as your interim regional chancellor. I couldn’t have asked for a more fitting way to mark the occasion. The energy and enthusiasm of our students and the entire community was obvious during the ceremony, especially

Two days in PT Cruiser cramped with suitcases and sleeping girls was taking its toll on me as we neared the mountain We had left the night before, all weary eyed and hungry—enough so that we consented to eat McDonalds for the first time in a while. The filet of fish, awash in a sea

Most students have apartments or dorm rooms, but no backyard to call their own. While some knock around the idea of growing their own vegetables or herbs, planters can only bring you so far. Sometimes, you need a plot of dirt to call your own. There is a garden on campus. In between classes, take

I pulled into the parking lot across Himes Avenue on the northeast corner of Raymond James Stadium last Thursday night. A glance around at the flags of South Florida, the setting sun and the Big East whipping in the wind atop Ray Jay gave me goose bumps as I recalled the greatest moment in South

I remember laying at the bow of the boat and being completely enchanted with the ocean and the creatures that live within it. During those hot sunny days I never imagined myself needing to protect the ocean. I thought it was something precious that everyone would care about and always be able to enjoy. For

For me, it all started with Captain Jean-Luc Picard. Together with a Klingon, an android and the guy from “Reading Rainbow,” Picard began his long and prosperous syndication the very month I was born; September of 1987. It was a fitting beginning for a young man who quickly embraced—and was embraced by—the growing world of

Commuter school, commuter campus. The phrases are uttered in disdain. Criticisms leveled at universities that do not have “history.” The University of South Florida System is talked about in this language; especially by those who attend our “elder” siblings of UF, FSU and FAMU. I am sorry, but if having “history” means attending a university

It’s an easy insult to throw. Politicians, pundits and parents of anybody born after the first woman accepted a serpent’s gift have said it. Kids these days. They’re entitled. The proof is right there in black and white. There’s a study from the University of California at Irvine that found that 30 percent of students

As the cashier is completing my late-night bread loaf transaction at Publix, another customer gets in line behind me. He unloads his groceries on the register conveyer belt. He’s got Wavy Lays, a two-liter bottle of Coca Cola, hand soap, and then the sweet succulent smell synonymous with the coming Autumn fills my olfactory, triggering