I miss sitting down in a crowded coffee shop and scanning for context. I miss watching the when and where of pupils darting from one corner of the eye to another. Senior year has been a melting pot for social psychology theory, affordable housing dilemnas, public finance, mobilization tipping point, epidemic theory, and urban revitalization. ( Read more... )

It is a simple duplex from the outside. Yet, once you enter the door an exotic waft overcomes your senses. The eclecticly designed painted orange room with the fire place accommodated several Pro-Palestinian freedom-loving turtle-neck sweater wearing and above all vegan seniors and grad students. A dash of the bright eyed freshman and here we ( Read more... )

Well, it would appear that I have committed the ultimate male sacrilege, shopping. Perchance adding to my damnation, I returned a sweater to upgrade for a larger one. *Looks up* Forgive me almighty testosterone ( Read more... )

We look up into the heavens because there is no reflection, nothing to send us falling into our skins. The sky is clear, limitless, bound simply by our imagination of how horizontal the horizon. Yet, the limits dissipate sunlight by sunbright until sunset. Then, we find ourselves floating into the darkness. Our imagination forgets the earth and ( Read more... )

To guarantee restrictions on treatment of detainees suspected of ( Read more... )

Notables:
Godzilla vs. Mothra
King Kong vs.  that Dinosaur
Justin Timberlake vs. Janet's Right Breast

and now...

Python vs. Alligator

-courtesy of AP

History does not teach fatalism. There are moments when the will of a handful of free men breaks through determinism and opens up new roads. People get the history they deserve. When you lament a misfortune and fear that worse is to come people will tell you, "It's a law of history. It's the will of evolution." They will explain this all very ( Read more... )

After receiving a few IMs from my father last night, I decided to give him a call today in the afternoon. It has been less than one week since my mother left for her 10 week training in D.C. and he has already mowed the lawn three times. Obviously, he is lonely but still wanted to talk about that oh so easy subject of my future plans - employment ( Read more... )

My sophomore year dorm room is now occupied by a Russian. My junior year dorm room is now occupied by a Communist. Coincidence, I think not. My freshman year dorm room is currently occupied by a pure blood. Yeah, I get the message.

It came out of nowhere, with a firm grab of my elbow. Are you racially prejudice? It just caught me off guard. My left fist raised, my arm held firmly by his, and my mouth wide open and nothing at all came to me at that moment. After all was said and done, so much came flooding to my mind and yet there is no reason it should. Everything taught ( Read more... )