In the Spring of Ought-Four, I had a brief love affair with a friend of my college roommate.
And by brief love affair, I mean a fling.
And by fling, I mean I was totally his rebound.
I knew he had a girlfriend (she was studying abroad in Australia at the time) but the sparks between us were [...]
There’s Your Karma.
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The Ultimate White Album
This entry was completely inspired by my favorite professor, Glenn Gass. Professor Gass brilliantly taught “The History of the Beatles” course at Indiana University, thus cementing his role in obtaining “the best job to have ever been created, ever, in all of time.”
One crisp autumn evening almost five years ago, Gass began a lecture with, [...]
Fight or Flight or Bite.
Disclaimer: This entry doesn’t really make sense. I’d say it’s stream of consciousness but the term “stream” makes it sound so lovely and poetic. It’s less “stream” and more…”spitbubble.”
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Aforementioned: My fight-or-flight switch is turned permanently to flight. Also? I’ve added a new sector to the acute stress response, “bite,” wherein I repond to stress by [...]
For a Very Strange Flower
Speaking of Karma, I feel the need to cleanse mine after blogging about the Date of Doom. Sometimes an entry hangs over me, like I throw the words out into the world, and the mean ones kind of stick, suspended. And the only way for me to move through them is to say something nice.
Still, [...]
Tag, You’re Old.
Have you checked out some of my “tagged” pictures on a certain social networking site?
Oh. There are some gems.
Fort Lauderdale. Spring Break 2003. The US had just gone to war with Iraq. We don’t look too concerned.
Panama City. Spring Break 2001. Blondie McBlonderson.
Giving it a Hurl
You know what I did yesterday? I threw up.
I haven’t done that since my Lost Thursday of ‘05.
Saturday was Katie’s birthday celebration, and we sat poolside drinking vodka lemonades, and the next thing I know I am walking around Meijer the next day, shopping for hangover cures (Aleve and Easy Mac), and I’m thinking, “You [...]
Glory Days, in the Wink of a Hoosier’s Eye
I’ve been tailgating like it’s my job lately. And by that, I mean I’ve been down there twice. But still. It’s a day-long event, so it tends to feel like three or four parties thrown into one blurry afternoon.
Here’s Heather, Jess, and I during the festivities last Saturday…
IU Homecoming 2007:
And just for fun, Heather, Jess, [...]