This was the only affectionate, or even physical, interaction I saw between these dozens of people. Jesus Christ the future looks bleak.
Some of you may have heard rumours of a creature called ‘the fish’ — they swim in water and eat pieces of filth that float in front of their two torpid eyes. They are one of the tastiest things around.
Their success, as Snowden said, is “because they appeal to a wider audience … they appeal to kids, but also combine the adult nostalgia with entertainment as well as introducing the story to new audiences.”
Mills, the film's director, sees these meet-ups — which number at over one thousand worldwide — as “a great way to build community, stop wastefulness and teach people — particularly young people — skill sets we’re starting to lose.”
Three candidates for the Vancouver-Point Grey riding came to the Nest Thursday evening for a debate focused on student issues. The Ubyssey moderated the debate and has since checked the veracity of some of the candidates' claims.
On March 26, Summit Ice opened their first outlet located at Main and Broadway — a one-day only event. If you brought in a Taiga jacket, you could trade it in for a Summit Ice jacket for free, which was something many took advantage of.
Choral music is a profoundly moving auditory experience. Hearing delicate voices fill the space of a hall, chapel or theatre is a serene and unmatched musical event. On March 26, The Choir of King's College will perform at the Chan Centre.
This article is about my journey to find Vancouver’s worst slice of pizza — to venture into the heart of saucy darkness and find the floppiest, blandest, cardboard-iest slice of ‘za around. I began my hunt on Yelp.
I get on the 14 bus departing from UBC. While I sit and wait for us start moving, I am reminded that a woman almost gave birth on a Hastings bus this very morning. I panic. What if it was this bus? What if it was this seat?
I truly do feel that Christmas is the softest holiday. The whole yuletide season needs to harden the fuck up. There needs to be an injection of brash, youthful angst into the oppressive Christmas season, starting with the boring, old carol songbook.