After receiving an e-mail from the Davis Honors Challenge listserv, military veteran and junior comparative literature major Charles Anderson decided to write a proposal for a scholarship that would allow him to educate veterans about the government aid they are eligible to receive.

The weekend was all about defense.

ASUCD Senate meetings are scheduled to begin Thursdays at 6:10 p.m. Times listed are according to the clock at the May 12 meeting location, the Memorial Union’s Mee Room. The ASUCD president is not required to attend senate meetings.

The current uprisings in the Arab world were one of the main topics of a lecture on Wednesday night hosted by The Middle East/South Asia Studies (MESA). A panel of accredited scholars and professors from UC Davis as well as other universities was present.

It’s still possible that Gov. Jerry Brown is going to implement an all-cuts budget, which could mean a $1 billion cut to the University of California. The UC Board of Regents will be discussing strategies to combat this unprecedented cut, such as another 32 percent tuition increase.

After a turbulent election process, the United Auto Workers Local 2865 (UAW) election committee has finished counting the graduate student union’s votes.

A man was robbed at knifepoint on Friday morning, said Lt. Thomas Waltz of Davis Police Department in a press release.

Beginning next year, UC Davis officials have announced that the DJ Stage will not return for the Whole Earth Festival due to three aggressive crimes under investigation, including sexual battery and rape.

ASUCD Coffee House patrons will soon be able to stare longingly into a painting of fresh produce while they eat their pizza.

For some reason, it seems like people are feeling a little anxious about graduating. Apparently the economy is bad? Hm. I don’t know about you, but I’ve got a six-figure gig lined up for me once I receive my pretty gold-sealed diploma. That’s right, I bet you wish you were an English major now, eh.

“The two best days in a man’s life are the day he buys a bus and the day he sells his bus.” I learned this line from an old friend, a crafty conman who somehow, even after telling me this, convinced me to take care of his 1968 junker while he chased a yoga teacher to New York. Despite my better judgment, I agreed to help him, and the bus became a 40,000 pound relic of the destructive, unsustainable lifestyle I lived at the time.

Yes, that Michael Scott.