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In high school, I knew a guy named Andy Staskel. His dad was (still is?) the head of the FBI's Ann Arbor office, and he walked on the U-M football team. Academically, Staskel was not a big contributer to the world's knowledge of chemistry. He could have been a math genius or a history buff, but I only had chemistry with him, so that's about all ( Read more... )

my english classes are interesting this semester. two of them are filled with kids who want to be stars and are, in reality, 40 watt bulbs, one is chock full of apologists for the foolishness inherent in British Romance lit and gunners who monopolize any discussion, and the other one is a creative writing class filled with mostly bad writers and a ( Read more... )

without school to keep me occupied, i've turned to drinking and political advocacy, which are not as incompatible as they may seem.

"when fascism comes to America, it will be wrapped in the Flag and carrying the Cross"
- Sinclair Lewis, 1935

so i'm here at work, which usually means i'm reading instead of earning my paycheck. thankfully, the new "Adbusters" is in and i have the chance to thoroughly peruse it. my favorite section is the letters to the editor, but it's also the most frustrating by far. every time they run an article condemning Israel for raiding refugee camps or ( Read more... )

my teachers all went on strike as of august 31st, so i have no idea what fall classes are going to look like now. you know how when you were in grade school, the teacher strikes were always great? you got like two more weeks of free summer vacation, which were probably the best days of summer because it was a gift from the gods, and you damn well ( Read more... )

im sitting in minneapolis (or is it st paul? i dunno what the difference is) at my girl's aunt's cousin's broker's twice removed house on a friday morning really wishing i was not here. im not sure why i came, since i saw her for four days not three days ago. she's going through the registration and orientation stuff for law school and she's all ( Read more... )

i witnessed the annual shopping cart derby for the first time this week, the actual day escapes me right now. for those of you who have seen it, bear with me, but it was really fuckin cool. picture two hundred assorted individuals- drunks, punks, geeks, gawkers, preps, posers, and hosers, all congregated in the middle of main street around maybe ( Read more... )

once again, that magical time of the year has rolled around- when students moving out and students moving in combine to throw all of their collective unwanted shit in their yards and on the street. so far i haven't seen anything really good, although i did witness three punk kids who had to be about 13 jousting on junked bicycles with what ( Read more... )

i spent the day after work yesterday floating down the Huron River in an inner tube with my hair dipped in the water and a cigarette balanced on my chest, leaving a little smoke trail behind me like i was my own little Mississippi riverboat. the sun was shining on the branches and it looked really cool upside down as i was, just sorta drifting ( Read more... )