COLUMN: The Video 'Game' Issue
Since the first bloops appeared on Atari’s Pong way back in 1972, video games have progressed into something incredible and truly unique.
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Since the first bloops appeared on Atari’s Pong way back in 1972, video games have progressed into something incredible and truly unique.
Before you read any further, take a brief moment to set aside all the generalities and stereotypes you probably have about any number of people. The story I'm about to tell you is very true, and very awesome.
I, Megan Pacer, am a self-proclaimed coffee addict.
Remember when our government was caught spying on us?
As kids, we despise chores and will do anything to avoid having to do them. That fight about being asked to unload the dishwasher ends up lasting longer than the actual task would take to complete.
Detroit is a bankrupt has-been whose only dealings nowadays are in violence and job loss.
Every day, we have to witness couples holding hands, giving each other kisses and posting pictures with one another on Facebook. Now we have to deal with overly affectionate couples on Sweetest Day, too?
I have really begun to observe over the past month and a half how out of tune some of today's generation really is.
If you are a student who has some trouble making connections, fear not.
Where I come from, there are no drive-bys. There are no gangs or barred windows. Instead, we traded those in for camo, lifted trucks and hunting rifles.
Editor's note: McDonnell is the co-chair of Central Michigan University's ACLU chapter.
I strongly dislike Chef Gordon Ramsay.
The Mount Pleasant music scene is broken.
You're sitting in your car waiting to turn onto Washington Street and head up to Grawn Hall for a class you're 10 minutes late for.
This weekend felt too much like summer.
You would think that after charging students $175 for a parking permit, Central Michigan University would have enough money to provide for more parking.
Have you met your professors yet?
Recently while on Facebook, I came across a status that made such a profound impact on me I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
The light in front of you turns green, the car in the next lane screeches as it shoots forward and the driver behind you lays on the horn impatiently.
Everyone goes into college with varying expectations and thoughts about what it's like.