More Fun Than King Friday

Welcome to the neighborhood. For tourists, downtown Santa Barbara (a.k.a. “The American Riviera”) is a yuppie’s paradise. Expensive, exotic, etc.

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Gaucho Stars in Pro Sports Shine

Holy professional athletes, Batman!

While UCSB is not typically identified as an athletic powerhouse, former Gaucho standouts are changing that opinion in professional sports.

Welcome to UCSB! Now How About Writing Us An Opinion Column, Smarty-Pants?

We need to have a serious talk, and no, it can’t wait until after you’re done reading the sex column in the bathroom. So, please, put that thing away.

Shadowing the Isla Vista Foot Patrol

“Have you ever been arrested before? Put your hands behind your back.” It’s 10:50 on a Saturday night in Isla Vista, and the streets are just beginning to fill with drunken revelers. A slight chill in the air heralds the looming start of the school year and the influx of students that will accompany it. Tonight, Santa Barbara County Sheriff’s Investigator Craig Bonner and Isla Vista Foot Patrol Deputy Miles Davies are on patrol.

Can You Tell Me How to Get, How to Get to Shops in SB?

Whether you’re into formalwear like the Count or you’re just looking for a pair of jeans to fit your Big Bird body, chances are you will want at some point during your college career to hit the local clothing stores.

Are You Afraid of The Dark?

The Isla Vista music scene is like a werewolf: It only comes out at night and when it does it is prepared to lose all control.

SB Football Remains a Figment

The game back then was different – some would say an all-out grind between pay dirt – but that never stopped UCSB Intercollegiate Hall of Fame Head Coach Jack Curtice from plotting an innovative aerial flight plane for his Gaucho footballers to thrive.

He Said, She Said: Car Vs. No Car

It’s likely that incoming freshmen reading this have many questions about UCSB. How do I get to my classes? Will I get laid on the first night? Should I bring my car to school?

Come Live in UCSB’s Big Blue House

Your room lacks the familiar feel and smell of home. Your resident assistant doesn’t read you bedtime stories, and if she or he does, the voices aren’t as good as the ones your dad did.Your bathroom is never as private as you’d like. After the third night in a row of sexile, you find your roommate is a lot friendlier than you even imagined.