When I was 12, my family and I spent the summer in Seattle. Besides the rain and the gateway to my Starbucks addiction, what I remember most about the trip is driving past Pier 70.
Last week I used this column as a public invitation, possibly a dare, to lure anyone interested in cuisine and culture with me on an outing. I received an eager response about the hidden trove Qing Dao Garden from fellow foodie Yue Huang, a BU student from Beijing.
On Merriweather Post Pavilion, the eighth studio album from Animal Collective, the band did something shocking: there’s not one song that exceeds six minutes. Considering ‘Visiting Friends’ from earlier album Sung Tongs exceeded the 12-minute marker, this is quite a surprise.
It’s hard to believe the magazine industry is failing, what with Brangelina getting upwards of $10 million each time they pop out a baby’-'- jackpot with the twins! But then again, maybe the magazines that line the grocery store check out are an exception to our faulting economy, and worse, the slow death of journalism.
What makes me the ultimate voice on, well, anything? Why should you even care about my opinion? Here’s my answer: you don’t have to. We all have different views, beliefs, ideas and morals and that’s what makes opinions so exciting ‘- they aren’t the same.