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Professor Plum and Miss Scarlet
Issue date: 9/30/08 Section: Opinion
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Life On Notre Dame
What an extraordinarily groundbreaking week! Not only did we meet a real, live Notre Dame student, we even saw a soccer game happening there, too. Thanks, Notre Dame, for holding out 'til our senior year to show any signs of life. (For a sister school, they sure like to stay in their rooms aaaaalll the time.)
Rock The Vote
While we like to pride ourselves on our unparalleled sarcasm and sass, we genuinely want to thank all the students who have been working the Rock The Vote tables in Boulder the last few weeks. Never has it been so easy to register to vote, thanks to these guys. Get out there and register; your vote can make a difference.
Family Weekend
A time when moms, dads, grandparents, siblings, step-moms, step-dads, guardians, awkward cousins and any mix of souls swarm the campus to visit us at college. But we most applaud those parents who chose not to visit for whatever reason (work, vacation, lack of love), and sent money/care packages instead.
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Police Blotter: Sending Out An SOS
Once upon a time, the police blotter used to be the highlight of our Tuesdays. Together, we would laugh, we would cry - okay, maybe not, but we would spend the whole day gossiping about what a fool so-and-so was for wrestling in a kiddie pool of pudding. Or whatever. We need the return of the Better Tuesday NOW.
My Library Voodoo Doll
Let me share a positively darling little story with you. I'm going to spare you the guts and glory, give you those fifteen seconds of your life back and cut to the chase: I lost two library books. I know, irresponsible me; however, not a life crisis, correct? Oh, well, yes, actually in fact it is. Not only have I been blocked from getting a copy of my transcript online (which just might be the reason I don't graduate), but - and this has got to be the best part of all - I'm left with two completely hideous options to resolve my plight. I can either purchase new copies of the books I purchased and pay $25 for EACH book to be put back into recirculation, or I can just scrap the whole buying new books bit and pay $65 PER BOOK. I'm sorry, I didn't realize I had lost ENCYCLOPEDIAS. And this, my friends, is why in all my four years here, I've only gone to the library twice.
Loyola's Fascist State
And as it would turn out, the librarians aren't the only ones cracking down these days. The security guards have, too. And their new favorite tactic: the random ID check. After being asked outside McManus if I was a student here, to which I answered with a polite "yes" later, I'm asked for my ID. Ok, not only am I in designer jeans, but it's not even DARK yet! Guys, we appreciate your keeping us safe and all, but let's not get drunk with power.
Life On Notre Dame
What an extraordinarily groundbreaking week! Not only did we meet a real, live Notre Dame student, we even saw a soccer game happening there, too. Thanks, Notre Dame, for holding out 'til our senior year to show any signs of life. (For a sister school, they sure like to stay in their rooms aaaaalll the time.)
Rock The Vote
While we like to pride ourselves on our unparalleled sarcasm and sass, we genuinely want to thank all the students who have been working the Rock The Vote tables in Boulder the last few weeks. Never has it been so easy to register to vote, thanks to these guys. Get out there and register; your vote can make a difference.
Family Weekend
A time when moms, dads, grandparents, siblings, step-moms, step-dads, guardians, awkward cousins and any mix of souls swarm the campus to visit us at college. But we most applaud those parents who chose not to visit for whatever reason (work, vacation, lack of love), and sent money/care packages instead.
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Police Blotter: Sending Out An SOS
Once upon a time, the police blotter used to be the highlight of our Tuesdays. Together, we would laugh, we would cry - okay, maybe not, but we would spend the whole day gossiping about what a fool so-and-so was for wrestling in a kiddie pool of pudding. Or whatever. We need the return of the Better Tuesday NOW.
My Library Voodoo Doll
Let me share a positively darling little story with you. I'm going to spare you the guts and glory, give you those fifteen seconds of your life back and cut to the chase: I lost two library books. I know, irresponsible me; however, not a life crisis, correct? Oh, well, yes, actually in fact it is. Not only have I been blocked from getting a copy of my transcript online (which just might be the reason I don't graduate), but - and this has got to be the best part of all - I'm left with two completely hideous options to resolve my plight. I can either purchase new copies of the books I purchased and pay $25 for EACH book to be put back into recirculation, or I can just scrap the whole buying new books bit and pay $65 PER BOOK. I'm sorry, I didn't realize I had lost ENCYCLOPEDIAS. And this, my friends, is why in all my four years here, I've only gone to the library twice.
Loyola's Fascist State
And as it would turn out, the librarians aren't the only ones cracking down these days. The security guards have, too. And their new favorite tactic: the random ID check. After being asked outside McManus if I was a student here, to which I answered with a polite "yes" later, I'm asked for my ID. Ok, not only am I in designer jeans, but it's not even DARK yet! Guys, we appreciate your keeping us safe and all, but let's not get drunk with power.
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