On Wednesday, October 19, RHS and Health Education Outreach presented a workshop on an issue that's on everybody's lips (get it!?): sex of the oral variety. The session was hosted by HEO's director Ty Ramsower, and consisted of a panel of science majors from various colleges, a bag of tortilla chips, and a grip of freshmen. Was this part of Chirp Challenge? Go to article

"Her name sounds familiar, but who is she again?" The process of expecting to attend a lecture requires a partial answer to this question, and given the status accorded to the name Gloria Steinem, advertising for her lecture at Scripps last week relied on word of mouth for the answer. Gloria Steinem could not have been more inexplicit and elusive. Go to article

Straight outta Compton? Fuck that. Straight outta Glendale. Beck Hansen sold out the Wilshire Theatre Tuesday night, which would've seemed sold out, too, if those industry sluts hadn't taken all the good tickets and then not shown up. We showed them though, those industry sluts. Go to article

I started reading music magazines, and in one of them there was a feature where critics named the ten albums they'd have with them if they were stranded on a desert island. I kept noticing that U2's The Joshua Tree was one that showed up repeatedly. And that was how my fascination with U2 began. Go to article

Dancer in the Dark, the new film by Denmark's Lars von Trier, has been called many things, but usually critics resort to labeling it a musical. To call this film a musical effects a certain betrayal of what's going on in both the film and in the term. Go to article

Were I to address "Music" as a tangible being right now, I would say, "Oh, Music, you have never treated me so right. Never before have you entrusted me with a full 135 minutes of Canadian screamo! Never before has such poetic violence floated into my neighbors' rooms for more than two hours at a time...without repeating a song! Music, you are good." Go to article

One slow evening over fall break at the Old Shasta Royal Lodge above Dunsmuir, California, I was idling away the time in casual conversation with a traveler who had taken a room for the night. My companion, a well-turned-out man of about fifty, became avidly interested when I mentioned I was a writer for The Student Life in Claremont. When the conversation came around to the anxiety I felt from having nothing to write about for the very issue you hold in your hand, he said musingly, "You know, the situation that a very near friend of mine found himself in may be of interest to you." Go to article

I am the last person on earth who should be going to a Radiohead concert. Well, maybe not the last person, but I would suspect I'd be on the lower third of the list. I know them, of course. I liked their movie and I definitely thought that OK Computer was a great album. Jesus, it would be hard not to know Thom and Co. They are the best rock group ever - or at least that's what I read in Spin. Go to article