I love click bait articles for the same reasons everyone else loves them: they are usually at least mildly entertaining and they’re quick reads.
Pepe’s smelly emissions are not banned from campus. The area around Castellaw Communications Center is nothing short of a jungle. We have cats, a fox, possums and skunks. This makes for an interesting walk to the car at midnight. The saying around here should be changed to “When the cat’s away, the skunks will play.”
By Rae Jefferson A&E Editor 8 types of people on campus (from our perspective) As members of a student newspaper, us Lariateers are pretty aware of our various reputations on campus. Some people love us, some people hate us. Regardless, we appreciate the praise and criticism because it helps us
It’s not that I’m not invested in my thesis. I’m writing about two of my favorite things: women and food. (Food & Feminism, hello?) It’s just that I’m burnt out and tired and this is the home stretch.
At the Lariat, we sit all day long. We consume news while in chairs, hold meetings while in chairs, write and edit stories while in chairs, we talk on the phone while in chairs, design the newspaper while in chairs and tell a bunch of random stories after deadline while in chairs.
It’s important for satirical news to be good, if only for my sanity. And for “The Daily Show” to stay at the top of a growing pack, they’ll need a stellar replacement.
Here are my top 10 nominees to replace the one and only Jon Stewart, whose shoes will never, ever be filled.
I walk into my Tuesday 8 a.m., unsure of what to expect. “Rhetoric I,” the class is called. An intense name for a freshman BIC course, but then again, I’m not even really sure what the BIC is. My classmates and I avoid eye contact with one another, but when our eyes do happen to meet we are sizing each other up, wondering how smart the other is.
When you work at the Lariat, there are just some things you have to suck up. For example, as I write this four of us are working outside our normal hours to make sure everything’s done for the night. Whether it’s missing out on a social life or walking around like a zombie due to lack of sleep, Lariat staffers tend to deal with some necessary evils.
You probably saw this photo floating around in your newsfeed.
My dad told me bringing my dog to college would be a huge mistake. But despite my father’s warnings that my GPA would drop, I brought Bachelor anyway. (That’s my dog’s name, Bachelor. I want to be clear that I did not bring a single-and-ready-to-mingle man with me to Baylor.)