You never know when you’re going to have the time of your life or what it’s going to look like. For me, it looked like countless stressful hours spent in the windowless office of the Daily Bruin.

It’s funny how unprepared we always are for endings. Here I am, for example, not at all ready to write my last “Pop Psychology” column.

In 15 years of dancing, Abi Ameele has choreographed performances for groups as small as two people and as large as 90.

Before “Parks and Recreation” caps its third season with a double episode on Thursday, leaving us to wallow in the inter-season gloom, let’s take a few moments to appreciate what should someday retire to the pantheon of classic sitcoms.

“Bridesmaids” is not a chick flick. It’s not “The Hangover” with heels, as some critics have called it.

Instead of proper uniforms, Sue Enquist and the rest of the softball players wore the men’s track team’s practice shirts.

Last week, the two weird sisters of pop rode into town on the backs of motorcycles.

There isn’t a lot of room for rock these days, but Wednesday night, The Roxy set aside four hours for the good old devil’s music.

“The Beaver,” ostensibly one film about psychological disorder, is actually a self-contained double feature filled with its own bipolar mood swings.