Last Thursday, having gorged myself on a hearty (turkey-free, since I’m a vegetarian) meal, I collapsed onto my motorized reclining couch at home and started sinking into a gastronomic coma. With drooping eyelids while trying desperately to stay open to watch the snooze-fest that was the Raiders playing the Cowboys at JerryWorld, my time awake was going to be quite short.
As Thanksgiving approaches and many of us prepare to return home for family gatherings, some may fear that they have nothing to wear for holiday events. But don’t fret quite yet — after this article you’ll know exactly how to trick your family into thinking that your style has improved since you last saw them.
Countless stories remain untold because filmmakers and directors do not have access to the resources or training they need. “Nairobi Half Life,” thankfully, was not one of these stories. The director, producers and actors have created a masterpiece; the film weaves a relatable, human story of ambition and redemption while also commenting on the disparity between the upper and lower classes in Kenya.
The idea of service-learning trips during Stanford’s weeklong Thanksgiving break was originally proposed a couple years ago
What annoys me, however, is when people ask “So what are you going to do with a Sociology degree?” Within the phrasing and intonation of this question are often a number of subtle assumptions and judgments.
Turkey Day is coming, and with it, the deadline for Obama’s 12-member “Super Committee,” a group of Congress members tasked with carving $1.2 trillion off our national debt.
If the bipartisan group can even reach a deal (so far, they’ve missed their own deadline by at least ten days, flatly refused each others’ proposals and been awfully closed-lipped about possible compromises), it seems like everyone’s going to feel the pinch.
Everyone, that is, who can’t buy his or her way out of it.