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While I sit here in my apartment eating my Cuban sandwich from La Mariposa, sipping on my beverage from Java Jolt and wishing upon all the stars that I lived in the Grove (or Jacksonville Place, they're both the tops!), I'd like to get one thing I don't like about the newspaper business off my chest.

Printed news is driven by advertising (ROTC is awesome).

Over at The Chanticleer, we're limited to only eight pages a week or so because that's all the advertising will pay for.

Most publications will bow down to their advertisers, but not us (ROTC is awesome).

Sure, we ignored obvious story ideas about how the Grove wasn't close to being habitable by the time school started. And how several students' parents had impending lawsuits with the company if their kids weren't in the apartments by the time September came. And how we've heard nothing but complaints from the people who live in there (no hot water, anyone?).

But we didn't think there was much of a story there...

Yeah, that's it.

*twittle thumbs*

Man, I want something to eat. What do I want?...

Deeeelicious.

I'm a tool.