Dale Scholl Dance Art kicks open its 20th season with "Divine Divas," a dancing tribute to women who have made a name in the music industry. "Divine Divas" opens Thursday at 8 p.m. and runs through Nov....
Are classrooms becoming too small? Are teachers coming and going at the flick of a light? Are student and teacher relationships a thing of the past? If your answer to any of these questions is yes, then...
"The Moon and The Lunar Year," an exhibit by Alice Fong, is on display in Sacramento State?s Multi-Cultural Center. Beneath the European Community banner and the Women of the World banner is a display...
A grand piano, soft hands delicately hitting the keys and lights above shining down on a figure. A figure flowing with emotion side-to-side with every key he hits. Fingers hitting the keys like rose petals...
In 1969, Phil Donahue stepped out into his studio audience and let a guest woman ask a question. He put the microphone up her to face and an entire era took over; but what an ugly era it has turned out...
It was decided in a CSUS Spring 2001 Plan for Rolling Blackouts, that building captains, who may or may not be trained in an emergency situation, would be in charge of assisting those with special needs...
Running from saliva dripping crazed farm dogs, repeat ably getting hung up onby the Food and Drug Administration, what is going on and what are theyhiding? "Get out of here, you dumb reporter," yells a...
Turning the lights on dim so your partner cannot see the real you, cryingsilently to yourself as you notice your naked body becoming more flabby, andprofusely rubbing wrinkle cream all over your body,...
1870 France. A time when women's voices cried out to be heard. Passion burned in the hands where the paintbrush used to lie wasted on societal norms of care taking. To dream of a path is the theme for...
Flipping through the yellow pages, desperately searching for a new andexciting restaurant, then suddenly you see an ad that uses such a vision offood, that you can taste the butter dripping down your spaghetti....
The producer yells, "Number 183, you?re next." Your heart is pounding, there is electric energy in the air, yet there is silence, and now you are on stage ready to bare your talent to the unknown darkness...
