Your favorite Co-ed Dorm Wall Clock was shocked--SHOCKED!!!--to read our fresh-pressed copy of the Monday edition of the Chapman University Panther student newspaper (where, little known factoid, we twice toiled as a fill-in faculty advisor, until a certain former LA "By God" Times slacker slid in and put a spell under head honchoess Sue Paterno. Damn you, Jerry Hicks, damn your shapely thighs!) It was this headline that had our just-chewed Special K flying across the breakfast nook:
"Racy Stud
The Orange County Business Journal is reporting that local mega-slumlord George Argyros is interested in buying the Orange County Register (we'd link to the OCBJ, but you have to pay to read the article--get with the 21st century, Rick Reiff!). This is a horrible idea, and not just because Argyros knows nothing about journalism and is notorious for buying properties and putting no money in them (best examples: Seattle Mariners during the 1980s, his apartments). It boils down to this: George Argy
The Orange County Register has a cute story today about Chapman University's Undie Run (along with THIRTY-THREE pictures of hot co-eds--isn't the Weekly supposed to be OC's version of LA XPress?), and forgive this old Panther (Chapman '01) if he alternately laughs and ogles. "This has been a tradition for many years now, doing the Undie Run," one undergrad told reporter Eugene Fields, and another student said the same. "Tradition"? "Many years"? Um, I graduated in 2001, which was a couple of yea
Perhaps some of you have a conservative uncle who says stupid things. You know, like the U.S. is not in debt to China, or that Barack Obama is a socialist or that George W. Bush won his presidential elections. Mine recently repeated the Bill O'Reilly/Rush Limbaugh/Attila the Hun yarn about all the students and professors at UC Berkeley being flaming liberals. I tried to politely bring up the stuntmeisters known as the Berkeley College Republicans, who in 2003 famously held an Affirmative Action
I have a tortured relationship with most of my alma maters. I speak at high schools across Southern California before assemblies and classes, yet have spoken at Anaheim High but once since I graduated in 1997--and when I did, my former biology teacher ridiculed my decision to work for the Weekly. Earlier this year, I visited Orange Coast College for the first time since leaving in 1999. I got banned from a press conference at Chapman University (B.A., Film Studies, 2001) for daring to write that
I have no love lost for Chapman University, the private school from which I graduated in 2001 but for which I have no respect since President Jim Doti doesn't give a shit about letting a free press do its job. But their head PR person, Mary Platt, is a nice woman (unlike their previous PR lady, Ruth Wardwell), and so it was with sadness that I received the latest issue of the alumni magazine. It comes out every quarter, and is usually fat with alumni updates, short features about Chapman teacher
Rocco reads.The Partnership scored yet another victory today when Judge Jacki Brown of the Quentin Tarantino Justice Center sentenced former Orange school trustee Steve Rocco to two years of probation for his September 2008 theft of a non-refrigerated, half-empty bottle of ketchup at a Chapman University cafeteria. The spectacular arrest was Rocco's second run-in with the Partnership--the cabal made up of Albertsons, Kodak Corp. and Smokecraft Sausage that secretly controls Orange County governm
