Archive for August, 2008
Receipts and secrets
Thursday, August 21st, 2008Over the weekend, my sister and I stopped by my favorite bookstore to waste time and grab a few novels to get us through the week. They had a PostSecret display set up in the back of the store, and as I picked up one of the collections and began to flip through it, [...]
How to captivate
Tuesday, August 19th, 2008
Use a small knife to cut an apple one-handed.
Surrender to my sister’s obvious annoyance and reciprocate her 14-year-old attitude full force.
Shield the puppy, who just peed on your floor, from my frustrated ramblings.
Share in my October excitement.
Photograph my lacrosse games.
Mention “my girlfriend” as you chatter into your Xbox 360 headset.
Hang the baby picture of [...]
Dapper
Monday, August 18th, 2008Bello had his first grooming experience over the weekend, and even with less hair flowing into his eyeballs, a full speed run results in his fir becoming pulled so hard away from his face he looks like a flying, bony little pterodactyl. A pterodactyl who has no fear in taking on a large German [...]
Leaving home, finding foam
Thursday, August 14th, 2008
Dorm room circa 2005. Are you seeing those pictures of Emmy Rossum above my bed?
I told you.
In ten days, I’ll be beginning my fifth year of college, which will undoubtedly result in me being referred to, at least once, as a super-senior. I imagine this term is on par with superhero. And super…iority.
And superfluous.
My [...]
There was something so pleasant about that place
Sunday, August 10th, 2008
The New American Music Union wrapped up last night with a performance by Bob Dylan. All of the weekend’s sets surpassed my already high expectations.
Equipped with a press pass that got me into American Eagle headquarters, I was lucky enough to attend a small pre-show conference, where a few of the headliners and hosts [...]
Worlds collide
Friday, August 8th, 2008The other day, I discovered that Facebook has a blog networks application, which, if it was still 2004, I would’ve avoided like a Lindsay Lohan movie. I sometimes find myself wondering why for so long, it was acceptable to publish pictures of drunken shenanigans on a social network, but I was terrified to own [...]
Thoughts on comments
Saturday, August 2nd, 2008I’ve been thinking about blog comments lately. I’ve always been thankful and interested in every response I’ve received to something I write, but sometimes, I can’t help but wonder (paging Carrie Bradshaw — Carrie Bradshaw to the post, please) are we really listening to what someone says before we’re coming up with our own [...]


