Archive for July, 2006

July 31, 2006

Issues around sexual and reproductive health comprise a significant part of our work at the Student Health Service (SHS). Last Trimester I wrote about sexual health – now I will look at contraception.

July 31, 2006

Now, I will have read about a thousand issues of Cosmopolitan in my short existence, and I’m still in debate with myself about whether or not they have done me a great deal of good, or nothing but a disservice.

July 31, 2006

Sometimes I feel sorry for the person on the other end of the line. So sorry to poor C—-, who had to deal with this. But nevertheless, Bran-Power will continue being a bastard.

July 31, 2006

I was marching down a path that had not felt the foot of living men for many thousands of hangis. It would have been pitch black but for hundreds of dancing fire flies who spun, weaved and knitted a golden pathway for me to follow.

July 31, 2006

I got the call at 3.25, which gave me approximately 15 minutes to run down to the Beehive. It wasn’t going to be easy. While people of normal leg-span can get from Kelburn to Parliament quite comfortably in 10 minutes, it takes me 15 given I recklessly run across roads and generally look like a […]

July 31, 2006

A little over a year ago, I found myself sitting among a stand of enthusiastic parents, friends and well-wishers at a high school baseball game in Kansas City. It was an experience unlike any I had enjoyed at a sporting venue before.

July 31, 2006

CATCHING ICARUS – Ellie Smith, GROUND WORK – Kathryn Ivory Photospace Gallery, 37 Courtenay Place, 14th July to 14th August

July 31, 2006

It’s unusual to feature a writer who is yet to finish his book as one of our favourites, but Samuel Tidey is an exciting exception. Having circulated the first chapter of his novel, A Countryside Rendezvous, throughout the writing community, Tidey has readers champing at the bit for more.

July 31, 2006

If you set aside the two-dimensional cartoon O.C. politics and the whole samesong bludgeoned into an entire career thing, Pennywise are kind of just like a punk-rock Rolling Stones. But instead of a mix of old-rockers and hipster youth, the crowd was an overwhelmingly masculine bunch conforming to a much more rigid set of guidelines […]