Hey Berkeley: Don't Get the Rainy Day Blues

You’re trudging back home after a long day of classes, your umbrella broke from a strong gust of wind, and you couldn’t get on the bus because it was already crammed with people trying to escape the rain. Sounds like the dark, cold, rainy Berkeley we experienced last week. While the gray skies and constant downpour can put you in a bad mood, here are some things we at the Clog think can lift your spirits during any rainy day. Make hot chocolate (or any hot drink!) Few things go together as well as hot chocolate and rainy days. When it’s pouring outside, why not heat up some milk and make a nice comforting cup of hot cocoa? If chocolate isn’t really your thing, make a nice steaming cup of any beverage of your liking and relax. More

Harlem Globetrotters Entertain Berkeley Students

BERKELEY -- The sixth-graders filling the gym bleachers Tuesday at King Middle School erupted in laughter when their classmates, playing wheelchair basketball with a couple of the famed Harlem Globetrotters, accidentally collided with one another. They cheered when sixth-grader Torin Whittle made the first basket of the game from his borrowed wheelchair, and roared when one youngster tried to steal the ball from Globetrotter Orlando "Elgato" Melendez. Beyond the fun and laughter, the message from the Globetrotters and the Berkeley-based organizations that sponsored their appearance at the school -- the Bay Area Outreach Recreation Program and the Center for Independent Living -- was serious. More.

A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square

That certain night, the night we met There was magic abroad in the air There were angels dining at the Ritz And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square I may be right, I may be wrong But I'm perfectly willing to swear That when you turned and smiled at me A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square The moon that lingered over London Town Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown How could he know, we two were so in love? The whole darn world seemed upside down The streets of town were paved with stars It was such a romantic affair And as we kissed and said goodnight A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square When dawn came stealing up, all gold and blue To interrupt our rendezvous I still remember how you smiled and said "Was that a dream? Or was it true?" Our homeward step was just as light As the dancing a feet of Astaire And like an echo far away A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square