It is no secret that the admissions committees are very concerned about what you do with your spare time -- be it volunteering with lepers in India or interning as a trapeze artist with Cirque du Soleil.
Like all movies that involve the artificial manipulation of people's memories, Eternal Sunshine, which hit screens in 2004, has always been considered a work of fiction. But that was before Wednesday.
With the success of reality dating shows like Dating Naked and The Bachelorette, TV network executives are scrambling to create even edgier reality dating shows for this fall's line-up. Here are seven new shows already in production.
I know you guys want us to do something about Ukraine, ISIS, immigration, the budget, and many other things but really, we don't have any idea what to do about any of it.
You may think you're in an idyllic, protected environment on a cruise ship, but, au contraire! You're in a bubbling stew of microscopic buggies, especially those norovirus bacterium that are just waiting to quarantine you in your stateroom, sitting on the john with your head in a bucket.
The United States is arguably the biggest kid on the worldwide block. We've got money, we've got power and lots of smart people -- heck, we've got Google headquarters. Who else has Google headquarters? We have all sorts of great things going for us. But today, the narrative is tainted.
Walmart is a scary place. It's like the convergence of Willy Wonka's Oompa Loompa Land with One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest all rolled up into a gigantic chocolate-covered meatball.
Yes, we've come a long way, baby. We can join the workforce, bring home the bacon, fry it up in a pan, and we can choose to stay home, take care of the kids, the homestead and start an internet porn business on the side.
The point is, when you are not watching television and thinking about inane things like how on earth someone could give birth nineteen times and still be walking around or how a human being could not notice she had a cat carcass rotting on her living room floor, your world opens up a bit.
After a seven-year streak, much to my dismay, Tuesday night was the final Chelsea Lately show. I have watched every episode of this show since it started, and even have some of my favorite episodes from years ago saved on my DVR.
I have an embarrassing confession. Last week I was invited to a Tupperware Party. That's not the embarrassing part. The embarrassing part is that I went. It was an invitation I didn't dare refuse.
By November, 2013, I had lost both of my parents to cancer and was left to clean out our house. From notes penned on the back of receipts from my father to my mother to birthday cards from mom to me, there were plenty of heartwarming keepsakes -- most of them ugly cry-inducing. Then, there were those that made us laugh.
I arrived in Chicago as a wide-eyed idiot 2 weeks ago, thinking the world of Chicago realty would immediately hit me up on OKCupid for meet-ups, casual drinks, and the guarantee of a serious future. What I found initially were a number of one night stands that left me feeling empty, cheated, and, most of all, homeless.
Okay, I know you probably think that I'm going to say you should be buy him an AriZona Beverage Co. gift certificate or something like that, but, as you said, this is way too momentous an occasion to mess around with something so minor league as that. This calls for a real gift. One that shows him how much you care. The big guns.