Cluster failure: Why fMRI inferences for spatial extent have inflated false-positive rates

Football or Fútbol? Sophie Anderson

Football? Futbol? The sports scene in Spain seems to be completely composed of the football that is really only played with the feet. One of my American friends came to visit me and commented how on the soccer fields, there were no football yard lines to be seen, because generally in America the Football fields would double as soccer fields at small schools or universities. During a game or tournament, you can only just walk down the street and see every person outside/inside a café with all of their bodies angled in the same direction watching the game. Little boys will run around with their little white Atletico Madrid jerseys, usually adorned with a chocolate ice cream stain. Also it seems like the only haircut for Spanish men here are the saved sides and the pompadour on top, just like the tiny players running around on the field. The influences seem intense, but then I am reminded of crazy packers fans running around with cheese on their heads and then it is all clear to me that everyone likes to get rowdy for some football. Betis is my favorite team because I have been borne into the magic of futbol by my roommates. I must say they have taught me well, and that it is much easier to understand than American football. (Do girls wear soccer Jerseys?) I will most likely go home to America and instead of watching the Texans lose, I'll probably turn on some good old fashion Spanish soccer.

Students are drawn to study abroad for many reasons by Sophie Anderson

Students are drawn to study abroad for many reasons. The location, the activities, the sights,... But one of the most important cultural aspects that draw the people out of their homes and into the unknown world is food. (Just ask the Italian study abroad students) But we are here to talk about Spanish food goodness and why it is so important to me as of late.

While many students have host mom living situations, I am in a "flat" or "piso" with many other roommates. To be quite honest with you, in the beginning I couldn't help but correlate Spanish food with Mexican food, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Someone had told me that they ate a lot of olives, in which then I imagined myself eating olives and a baguette (respectively covered in olive oil) for breakfast lunch and dinner. While that was a little exaggerated, I'm glad that is not the reality here. So, I found myself stalking the foods of my roommates constantly in the kitchen, looking over their shoulder regularly for ideas. Also, I would interview my fellow classmates daily and ask them what their host moms were graciously preparing them, of course being a little jealous of their magical sounding foreign foods. But I was on a mission. Of course there was tribulation, such as the fact that my apartment doesn't actually have a microwave. (collective American gasps) And also judgmental raised eyebrows when I would have pasta for dinner or eggs for breakfast. "dinner is supposed to be lite!" they  would say. But in the meantime I have learned to make such things as garbanzo bean soup, various combinations of bocadillos, and other various Spanish seafoods that otherwise would have been foreign to me. (octopus isn't actually that intimidating) Some of my Personal favorite Spanish cuisines are jamon serrano, Tortilla, and croquetas. It is hard to wait until 9:30 a night for dinner, but I am adamant to wait if it means I get to cook all together with my fun roomies. Mac and cheese will just have to wait.

How to vote from Spain:
https://madrid.usembassy.gov/citizen-services/voting.html