Author Archive for Jason Davis
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On Arizona and Cocktails
We were somewhere around Coolidge on the top shelf of some high desert oven rack when my wife Robyn said that the hotel we’re going to serves complimentary cocktails from 5 to 6:30.
UCI ROTC: “The Zot Offensive”
ARMY: Following the repeal of DADT, UC Irvine’s ROTC expected changes. But admin had different ideas.
The Life of a Cadet
“The nation that makes a great distinction between its scholars and its warriors will have its thinking done by cowards and its fighting done by fools.”
—Thucydides, Greek historian
Every morning at 0600 hours, under a silhouetted canopy of trees set against the lightening hue of a navy blue-painted sky, a dozen cadets from the UCI ROTC [...]
High Fructose Corn Syrup challenge
What do Campbell’s Vegetable Soup, A-1 Steak Sauce, Ben and Jerry’s Cherry Garcia Ice Cream, Mott’s Applesauce, Yoplait Yogurt, Nabisco Wheat Thins, Robitussin Cough Syrup, Heinz Ketchup (and Hunt’s Catchup), PowerBar, Thomas English Muffins, Starbucks Frappuccino, Coca-Cola (and Pepsi-Cola), Stove Top Stuffing, KFC Potato Salad, McDonalds Big Mac (bun), and Subway’s Deli Style Roll, have [...]
Fighting in the Name of Cupcakes
Battle: A cupcake-themed list of demands aims to make UCI a more pastry-friendly place.
St. Mary’s Gaels Sabotaged
BASEBALL: UCI gets back on the right track by taking two of three from St. Mary’s. Bullpen still emerging.
Veterans Unite with Habitat for Humanity to Build Homes in the O.C.
CONSTRUCT: UC Irvine Student Veterans Union plans to help build 18 new homes for less fortunate veterans.
Healing the Wounded
ARMY: UCI research says morphine may help control post-traumatic stress syndrome in veterans.
Babies And Books: A Proud Parent’s Diary
You should know that I appreciate your invitations. I’m sure Saturday night’s fiesta was killer and I totally understand that the teach-ins, book readings and other club meetings and activities are wonderfully enriching opportunities to increase the value of my college experience. I get that, I really do — but there’s something you should know…
I [...]
Going to War
On the evening of March 7, 2003, I led my wife out the front door of our small three-bedroom home, up our slightly sloped driveway and into the middle of two empty, intersecting streets that met into a cross at our driveway. The asphalt beneath my toes was cool and jagged. The distant street lamps were blown out, and the twinkling stars that shone through the streaking clouds provided the only light. The air was crisp and the night was quiet, like the stillness of an early morning pond.
