Spring Break
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Spies, war cries and foreign guys
By Tim Goessling
Yes, the weather is turning colder, and yes, your bronze summer glow is beginning to fade. But instead of hiding under your covers as the leaves start to fall, or retreating to a tanning bed trying to retain some of that color, take a Hollywood vacation. Fall is the time when movie studios run all their Oscar hopefuls, and it looks to be quite a season.
Students won't forget hypnotist -- unless he tells them to
By Allison Kostka
Two and a half hours after John Troynousky arrived at the Goldstein Auditorium, he was still waiting for the show to start. He complained loudly that the he didn't believe in hypnosis and wasn't sure why everyone was getting up to leave. Five steps after entering the lobby of the Schine Student Center, everything that had happened in the past few hours came rushing back.
Professor aims to help turn Syracuse into art powerhouse
By Nic Corbett
Seeing the crumbling edifices of Europe's glorious past reminded artist Carrie Mae Weems of the once-thriving industrial cities of upstate New York. "Once you start to see city after city after city that has fallen into historic ruin - that has actually been a ruin for 2,000 years - you start to understand that certain things don't come back," Weems said.
Fact or Myth: Do pool chemicals turn colors with urine?
By Heather Mayer
It's a hot summer day when you and your crew are relaxing away the afternoon in the backyard pool. Suddenly, nature calls. The bathroom is light-years away. OK, 100 feet. But on top of walking to the house dripping wet, when you get there you'll have to peel off your bathing suit and slip and slide across the porcelain seat.
This is your brain on bad entertainment
"The Covenant" overdoses on poor acting and cliched writing
By Christine Bald
The key to seeing "The Covenant" is to expect it to suck. Only then will the film about five decedents of a Massachusetts colony, who have inherited special "powers," cease to be a fantastic waste of two hours -- two hours that could be spent in a variety of more productive ways, like napping.
