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Amanda Andrade
Filmi Edfor
Come awards time, the simpering star-
lets who pile on sufficient poundage and pay
enough in PR reps get to give their thanks
to the Academy. Slowly. With tears.
Getting to be Film Editor at the Daily is
a bit like that. When I first walked into the
Arts room my junior year, this place looked
like a black hole of music snobs and pop
culture fiends - this odd amalgamation of
unshaven movie geeks and Polo rap thugs.
And then I realized that the Daily was
kind of awesome. Kind of amazing, and
kind of the place that I really wanted to be.
So thanks to Adam,whorecognized that
we were in Great Books 192 together. Fuck
yeah, Virgil. Thanks to Alex for being so
caustic and funny, and Melissa for having
fathomless reservoirs of strength under the
veneer of your typical nice girl. Thanks to
Victoria for being the easiest drunk. Thanks
Emily for being unspeakably luminous,
Punit for being a gossiping bitch, Bernie for
being my cuddle buddy, MK for being my
dear, dear friend and Sarah Segerlind, my
Daily groupie. Thanks to the film staff for
being the best writers at this place. Thanks
to Jeff, for more than I can say. Thanks to
all my friends who I don't have room to
name. My time here has been short and
rewarding. I ... Ijust want to say thanks.
Michael Gurovitsch
News Reporter
In a torrent of blind, foolhardy pas-
sion, I left the Daily a year ago to pur-
sue other opportunities. Jim and Barb
Gurovitsch - or Barb and Jim if you
are into that - always raised me to fol-
low the fife and drum of my heart and
relentlessly pursue my passions. They
couldn't teach me, probably because it's
innate and only detectable by oneself,
the ability to recognize and cultivate
those passions.
The joy of working at the Daily was
something I didn't realize until it, was
too late, but at least I did realize it. It's
still kind of sad.
Victoria Edwards
Fine rts Editor
So I came in here as a freshman. This
place has been my second home for
four years and I don't really know how
to say goodbye. I remember how you
could go to any computer in the Daily
and see me signed on, or all the times
I lost my phone when my mom would
call the Daily looking for me. I remem-
ber editors stalking me through classes
and convincing me to skip classes to
cover events. In the vastness of the Uni-
versity of Michigan I found my haven in
these four walls, behind these ivy-cov-
ered bricks. I've researched crack, pot
laws, met Mary Sue - done everything
worth doing in this University and all
though the Daily. So I want to give a
shout out to those who have been with
me for this amazing experience: my
amazing ex-beat partner Michael Kan
- I know I drove you crazy but I love

you and you're a great reporter! Good
luck in Kansas! My Sooj, who was my
managing editor when I was an editor
the summer of freshman year, the whole
arts section who embraced me as I came
in my last year, my whole arts staff,
Jesus - everyone ... Uchaim and drink
a shot for me.
Sarah Peterson
Arts Writer
I walked into the Student Publications
Building four years ago as an unawares
freshman, and the rest, as they say, is his-
tory. I've watched friends graduate year
after year, never believing that it would
eventually be me. And now, I'm writing
my senior goodbyes. So, without fur-
ther ado: Melissa, Adam, Niamh, Jason,
Bernie and Doug, it has been a pleasure
working with and getting to know each
of you. It's because of all of you that the
Daily was the good experience that it was.
Cadi, Brian, Mark, Kate, Ian, and Jason,
thank you all for helping me maintain my
sanity and being my family away from
home. It has been an honor to count you
all as friends. To my Irish girls, may the
wind always be at your back and the road
always rise to meet your feet. My years
here would not have been the same with-
out you. And finally, to my family, thank
you for always supporting me and being
there to listen and to laugh.
These last four years have honestly been
the best of my life and I will miss Ann
Arbor dearly. To everyone at the Daily,
I have no wisdom to offer other than to
keep writing. Enjoy your time because it
will too soon be over. I wish you all the
best of luck in the years to come.
Michael Kan
News Editor
I went through so many ridiculous
nicknames here: Can Can, The Khan and
Kan Sheh Jah. But I could never help but
smile each time I heard them. I will miss
hearing them so much.
I owe the Daily everything. I've found
my calling here and I've accomplished
things I would never had imagine when
I first entered the University. To have the
chance to make a difference - that's what
the Daily gave me and so I will forever be
grateful to it and its people.
Farayha, Jameel and Donn, my ulti-
mate news editors, I will especially miss
you guys the most. All of you are truly
some of the greatest people I have met in
my life and I'm so lucky to have you all
as friends. Don't ever doubt yourselves
because I know that you will all succeed
and become amazing journalists. Keep in
touch.
Go above and beyond Karl, Annabelle,
Annie V., Tina and Jeremy, you have the
chance to do what I believe is the most
important thing in life: helping people.
And thanks Ali, Ian, Victoria, Jason, John
Lowe and all the previous news editors for
helping make the Daily my best college
memory.
"I think we dream so we don't have to
be apart so long. If we're in each other's

dreams, we can be together all the time."
- Calvin & Hobbes.
Alexandra M. Jones
Associate Arts Editor
OK, fuck. Time to write my senior
goodbye. Right. Fuck.
Jesus god.
If you can believe it, I'm really not
drunk enough to write this. Trying
to communicate the deeply-felt senti-
ment of your typical "Thanks for the
trite-ass memories"-style goodbye via a
precisely calibrated series of shoutouts
(or is it shout-outs?) and Pavement ref-
erences (I'm totally tearing up to "Gold
Soundz" right now. Fuck) is difficult to
create with the obligatory spontaneity
and inebriation that a missive like this
requires.
I confer upon the following person-
ages recognition for their outstanding
influence on my Daily career and, there-
fore, my quality of life over the past four
goddamn years:
Scott Serilla, for liking all the same
bands as I did and, though he didn't
know or intend it, setting an initial fuck-
ing standard for my performance as a
writer.
Andrew Gaerig, for being the nicest
person in the goddamn world and taking
me to shows and being the most relat-
able, most inspiring, hands-down best
fucking music critic I have ever read.
Adam Rottenberg, for putting up with
what ended up being so much histrionic
shit. You're a pal.
Melissa Runstrom, for being the con-
stant depressive (or, in this case, stable)
to my manic. Shit, I wish I was still an
associate.
Chris Gaerig and Lloyd Cargo, for
making me wish I could be more like
them.
Forest Casey, for caring about me
more than I think any other Daily staff-
er ever did.
And to Shaun, who always waited up
and loved me anyway.
Melissa Runstrom
Associate Arts Editor
The Daily taught me how to go beyond
myself. This institution got me out of my
room and out of my comfortable social cir-
cle. I've learned much from my four years
here, and went further here than I had ever
planned because others believed in me.
I've found a community that has kept me
sane when everything else seemed off.
Adam I owe you the insurmountable
debt of getting me to come into the Arts
room and write when I was still scared
of Scott and Todd. and of also convinc-
ing me to join the top Arts brass last year.
Doug you were my first Daily friend. The
three of us were so inseparable freshman
year that all the editors thought two or all
of us were dating.
Bernie you're my heiress; I couldn't be
happier. You are genuine goodness. Evan,
I stand by claim that you are the most
offensive person I know, and I mean that
in a good way. Bloomer, I'm so excited

for you. Sarah and Niamh, you'll always
be my arts girls. Jason= hugs. Suhael and
the edit team - your passion is inspiring.
Victoria my housemates are still scared
of you. Alex, the fragels rock. Michael
thanks for your help with the commission.
Amanda, the attic was amazing (we are
the only ones who will ever know what
happened up here). Wise words I can't
claim as my own: There has to be an end,
otherwise why start?
Eugene Robertson
Photog rapher

To swift him headfirst into Cyd's syn-
ecdochic legs
And Fred has poise enough
To face a cavalcade of mutinous shoes,
As long as Biskind's withering prose
Leaves no hubristic auteur unsullied
And Christina's gyroscopic hips
Still compete with her earnest eyes,
As long as the virgin of the napkin
Arrests me with her pleading gaze
And Picasso's splintered horse
Cries for my belated mercy,
As long as my beloved co-hyphenates
Find no privacy in the house of their
God
While his revelations yet languish
unknown to me
And Gershwin's expressionistic tone
poem
Echoes the discords and grotesque
asymmetries of his 42nd Street,
As long as no obfuscation of Pound or
Eliot
Escapes Levi's exacting didacticism,
And aching nostalgia for Ava's affec-
tions
Rings out in Sinatra's dejected phras-
ings
As long as a gangly poet from the
squalid ghettoes of Karachi
Can essay an answer to Emerson's call,
I win.
Donn, thanks for teaching me how to
"Paste Special" in Microsoft Word.

Gabe Edelson
Senior Sports Editor
I'll graduate in April with a bache-
lor's degree in history. But my diploma
won't exactly be telling the whole truth.
You see, I've learned more at The Daily
than I ever have in any classroom or lec-
ture hall.
When I started writing at the begin-
ning of my sophomore year, I figured
the paper was just something on the
side, a breather to pass the time and
prevent boredom. But school still came
first, second and third.
It didn't take long for that to change.
Before I knew it, I was spending over
13 hours in a single weekend watching
Michigan play Minnesota in baseball. I
blinked, and I was covering the hockey
team - 35 hours a week for the entire
year - and desperately trying to keep
up with a full load of courses. Of course,
when I really did need to spend time
working on my thesis, I was putting in
50 hours a week covering football.
Still, I don't regret neglecting to open
so many wasted textbooks, scrambling
to do homework at the last minute, or
falling behind because of all those late
nights spent in the bowels of the Daily
sports office. I guess that's my message
to everybody reading this (if you're still
paying attention): Find something you
love, and stick with it. Don't let school,
TV shows, or going to the bar get in the
way. I promise, you won't be sorry.
Megan
Kolodgy
Senior Sports Editor
I'm going to be honest - sometimes
I thought the Daily was going to kill me.
I primarily felt this sentiment when we
learned that the basement, where Sports
has been relegated, had a serious asbes-
tos problem. But there were other times
too - when I learned that exercise was
a thing of the past and that dining on
nearby fast food options would replace
anything nutritional that I might have
cooked up, and when I moved into a
nearby "Daily house" only to find that
it had a peeping tom in the windows,
a homeless guy on the back porch and
couldn't pass a housing inspection.
Despite all this, I couldn't be hap-
pier with my decision to remain at 420
Maynard. The people I met at the Daily
See GOODBYES, page 8

Aaron Kaczander Ay r
Arts WriterN

So Woody Allen once said, "My one
regret in life is that I am not someone else."
Well working at Daily Arts has shown me
that, damn, this list is virtually endless.
I mean, let's examine this. I now wish I
were: Malkmus, Morrissey, Big Baby
Jesus, G.O.B,, I. Curtis, P. Banks, Casa-
blancas, McGarvey, Ocasek, Klosterman,
Sedaris, Shrigley, Ghostface, those dudes
from Leeds, or uh, Manchester or some-
thing, P.J. Harvey, or wait, what am I
doing? This is supposed to be about ME!
Fuck it. I really don't even work here. I just
write the reviews. Pay attention to those
bylines from now on, people. It makes us
not have that last regret. I'll miss you.
Jameel Naqvi
News Editor
As Long
As long as I have Tchaikovsky's heart-
breaking pathos
And Kelly's knees have ample wax

32 stories about why black people
always get into college and white people
don't...
22 stories about gays/women/minori-
ties and other assorted activists upset at
the U president, the President, budgets,
administrators, each other, Michigan, the
world...
12 stories about that blonde bombshell
who runs this place with an iron-fist, and
who has an inexplicable love of grits...
7 stories about the go-go world of Uni-
versity housing...
5 columns about the abominable prac-
tice of wearing fleece...
5 stories about students illegally shar-
ing too much Kelly Clarkson, and, worse,
not regretting it ...
One probing expose on the temporary
closing of Mitch's bar...
Countless memories of endless late
nights, terrible editing, tight deadlines,
new friends, talented journalists and of
way, way too many hours spent in one
building...

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