Pity or Proud

In Columns, Just My Bellybutton, Opinion by Nathasha AlvarezLeave a Comment

Last night, I volunteered at the MDA telethon. It was my second time. This year was in honor of my cousin, Frankie who recently passed away. Yesterday, I cried before the telethon. This would be the first year without asking the question “How is Frankie?” I now know the answer. …

My Body My Mirror

In Columns, Life With Laura by Laura StinsonLeave a Comment

I’m not sure who invented mirrors. I have no idea who thought it was such a marvelous idea that, each day, I be subjected to a reflection of myself … an unbiased, truthful reflection. But, wait …is a mirror unbiased? Can a mirror possibly be truthful? When I look at …

Frankie Gomez, Jr.

In Columns, Just My Bellybutton, Opinion by Nathasha Alvarez1 Comment

In Loving Memory of Francisco J. ‘Frankie’ Gomez, Jr. September 30, 1972 – July 17, 2003 God saw you were getting tired, and a cure was not to be. So he put his arms around you and whispered “come to ME”. With tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you …

Who are the Real Superheroes?

In Features, My Piece of the Sky, Opinion by Adam BlasucciLeave a Comment

Over the last few days I have been thinking about superheroes. There are different types of superheroes. Some heroes come from other planets and have superpowers. Some superheroes use technology and their wits to fight villains and save the planet. They wear capes and spandex and appear larger-than-life in comic …

Saturday Mornings

In Features, My Piece of the Sky, Opinion by Nathasha AlvarezLeave a Comment

The powerful mass of sunshine nervously and cautiously makes another attempt to sneak through the windows of the active volcano, Where innocent birds are oblivious to the weekly eruptions of flame and fire they ignite by inhaling and exhaling. ach department phone The peaceful rhythm from her own creations hammers …

Freedom to Choose

In Columns, Life With Laura by Laura StinsonLeave a Comment

It doesn’t really matter who you are: dating is hard. Really, really hard. First, you have to meet someone. Once you finally find a person, you have to get him (presuming you are female, like me) interested. Then, there’s the first date, which may be the most difficult thing a …