Radio is a whole lot of hearing without seeing, listening without touching. I've had to imagine, for myself, what it means for stories to come alive, how and why voices should matter. Read more...

Most days all the way up through high school, as I ate my disproportionately sized bowl of breakfast, I would have my copy of the Sacramento Bee sprawled open on the kitchen table. Read more...

All around the walls of the Daily Bruin "“ climbing up the sides of cubicles, layered on top of metal cabinets and generally occupying any piece of free horizontal space "“ are pieces of white printer paper with quotes typed on them. Read more...

This is one of my favorite times of the year. Across campus, celebration fills the air, the pride of achievement is palpable, and I have the pleasure of unabashedly leading the cheers. Read more...

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The mushrooms and onions are searing in olive oil while I'm getting the right balance of balsamic vinegar and lemon juice for my chicken. Read more...

I always have newsprint on my hands "“ in the past few years, it's become a daily occurrence. Maybe it's a nice reminder that the ill-fated print newspaper hasn't died yet, but really, it just means I need to wash my hands. Read more...

If I had three words to depict the most meaningful part of the last four years, it would not be "attending linguistics lecture," "exploring Los Angeles" or "drinking wine again." As is true for many of the 30 columnists on this page, it would be "the Daily Bruin." This paper has given me many memorable experiences. Read more...