In putting together my class schedule for next semester, I realized I only need 13 credits to graduate and could be done in spring. However,…
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The Decemberists are playing First Ave on Sunday, November 12. Who wants to go? And by go, I mean drive my carless, music-appreciating ass. The…
“What if you could slowly convert yourself into energy? Just enough let‚Äôs say, to power your television. Well, it would work. The thing would glow…
I question the intent of songs with lyrics like, “I've got to get away / how about Chicago / I could be there in a…
"like when we make out in the park without our shirts on only it's not the park it's someone's yard"
Some nights I feel like I've accidentally tumbled from my real life into the land of hipsters and Pabst Blue Ribbon tallboys (metaphoric on the…
All art, some would say, is a form of masturbation. That theme has unintentionally arisen in some of my projects (my loner series was meant…
Four years.
Opening a conference on design by reading the yellow pages may not be the best idea, but who am I to judge genius? I spent…