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Power trip: check.

I left my dignity in Dahlgren fountain.

And your bra.

The deal was I run through the fountain, you make out with me. Damn you.

Not the magic formula you expected? Life is like that.

“Serenity Now?” “No, Sterility now!!” “The Amish?” “No, the office!”

Seniors work? Jay isn’t feelin’ it.

By the April 29, 2004

Voices

Missing the veteran

Massive blocks of concrete are toppled into a giant heap, thick wires stick out at strange angles and bright blue Port-a-Potties outline the ruins. The site is entirely unrecognizable. The debris of Veteran’s Stadium, piled several hundred feet high on the asphalt, amounts to an estimated 70,000 cubic yards of material.

By the April 29, 2004

Leisure

Galloping through Foxfields

According to its official website, Foxfields is one of the handful of steeplechase horse races sanctioned by the National Steeplechase Association. It is also, according to Georgetown students, “a total shit show,” “a day of drunken debauchery,” and “just a whole lot of beer.

By the April 29, 2004

Voices

Spearhead with Mommy

“No thank you,” my mother said politely declining the joint a scrappy twenty-something stoner offered her. To some, it might seem bizarre to have complete strangers offer your parents drugs. By this point in the evening, though, nothing could faze me.

If someone had predicted this situation a mere week earlier, I would have bet my very life against them.

By the April 29, 2004

Leisure

Film-festation

For some inexplicable reason, the likes of 13 Going On 30 or The Alamo may not be enough of a draw for some to venture down to good old Loews of K St. If this is the case, this spring’s crop of D.C. film festivals offers up a huge range of options to sate your cinematic cravings.

By the April 29, 2004

Voices

Enslaved by Zara

I see it. I am on a path toward it. Nothing will deter me now. With arms shaking under a load of acrylics and wool knits, I look straight ahead and imagine myself there-at the red and orange clothing rack across the room. The obstacles ahead present a challenge: meandering customers with wandering eyes, glancing at the shiny white walls in search of the perfect evening ensemble, a smart suit or a sales associate to assist them with their shopping needs.

By the April 29, 2004

Leisure

The Incomplete Triangle, Lansing-Dreiden, Kemado

The three surfaces of the case for The Incomplete Triangle fold to form an equilateral triangle, and, naturally, the skewed white lines on each surface form a triangle as well. Oh, no-is this another avant-garde, experimental concept album by some art school drop-out? The accompanying biography reads, “Lansing-Dreiden is a company that sees no distinction between art and commerce-or anything else.”

By the April 29, 2004

Sports

Defining happy in sports

My last column. I can’t believe it’s here. I’ve written about so many different topics: Beirut, Poker, and fake fans to name a few, and it’s tough to decide what to end with. I’m gonna miss this soft spot in my heart, the right side of page 13 of The Georgetown Voice.

By the April 22, 2004

News

Senate aide lambasts Democrats

After resigning in the midst of a political scandal, former Senate aide Manuel Miranda (SFS ‘82) returned to Georgetown Tuesday to address roughly fifty College Republicans and members of the Lecture Fund. Miranda, however, was not on the defensive about his possible role in a well-publicized scandal which forced his resignation on Feb.

By the April 22, 2004

Editorials

Thompsons’ Tradition

We had the father. Now we have the son. If someone can round up a ghost, then the Georgetown men’s basketball team can finally hail itself as the Holy Trinity of college basketball.

John Thompson, III comes to Georgetown to try to succeed where his father excelled, but his father’s assistant couldn’t come through.

By the April 22, 2004