"Red Sky At Morn...Sailors Be Warned"

Why you sometimes SHOULD have technology on a camping trip.

Pangea II

I love this music video ("Without You" by David Guetta ft. Usher...for you lazy ones). It's all about the world coming together, and everyone looking really sexy at the beach and dancing while the continents collide over the course of 3 minutes and 30 seconds.

Nevertheless part of me is at odds with the logistics of this video.

When Boxes Attack!

When Boxes Attack...They'll return YOU to sender!

 

REVAMP: I'm Not On A Boat

You know how people cry when they watch Titanic? I do too.

Not necessarily because of the truncated romance (though I'm sure that's part of it), but because they're on a goddamn sinking ship. One of them dies and the other one almost dies. And I can sympathize.

Yes, that's right, sympathize, not just empathize. I don't have the best luck with boats.

6 Reasons I Feel Like I Might Be The Anti-Christ

Tornadoes. Seriously?

Certain places just know how to deal with certain forms of catastrophe.

Fish Sympathy Pt. I

A few weeks ago, K and I were walking to the train station to go visit a friend before Easter break, and somehow the conversation turned to fish. Unlike most people, who barbarously enjoy the slaughter of innocent fish on a regular basis, I am of a very different, very strong opinion.

I. Am. Gold.

Who would have thought that after the whole housing fiasco that I would wind up celebrating my newly-found College-Road-hood? Well, I did. These are some screenshots from my Facebook status that night. People's names and pictures have been changed to protect their identities.

Seriously, we wouldn't want their alter-egos being exposed, then they wouldn't be able to keep up their part-time super hero activities!

The Mods: Land of Myth and Legend

The Collegiate Cycle

When you are first introduced to college, there is a warm and fuzzy feeling.  It's cute and new and just so sweet.  Your life is amazing.

I'm new! ...And kind of like a dinosaur!

Friday

It all started last Friday.

JonBo

The force of the shrug was unbearable.

Back in the day of elementaryhood, there was a kid, JonBo, who was a bit odd.  I tried to be nice to him, being the new kid and all, but he shrugged me off.

So, that ended our potential new best- friendship.  He went on to do his own thing for a while.  He wasn't liked too much, but he had a couple good friends.  But one day he kind of ruined it for himself.

Bapst: Scion of Silence

I've got nothing against studying. It's different for everyone. Sometimes it even makes you do better on tests or whatever. A lot of my friends from BC, however, all say that studying at Bapst's Library is "magical." Just because it looks like Hogwarts doesn't mean it's magical. Actually, Bapst is one hell of a scary place.

Living in Exile...I mean Newton.

My room is way more stylishly decorated than this, if you were wondering.
And my bed is more than a platform.

Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like P-Diddy...who woke up late and is scrambling to get to his 9:00 AM class. Yeah, you might think this happens to every college kid, and it does, but in order for me to scramble to class, I have to scramble to the bus before I have any hopes of effectively scrambling anywhere.

I'd Be Pissed If I Were Kleobis and Biton...But I'd Also Be Dead.

I'll just preface this by saying that Kleobis and Biton were the ancient-original B.AM.F's who suffered the ultimate consequence for their mother's fatally ambiguous wording. Ok, maybe Prometheus came first, but either way, they were pretty damn boss.

Starbuck(s)

Being a native Oregonian living in Boston, I am in the thick of enemy territory.  I am surrounded by Dunkin Donuts. 

I'm Not On A Boat, And I Hope Never To Be Again

You know how people cry when they watch Titanic? I do too.

Not necessarily because of the truncated romance (though I'm sure that's part of it), but because they're on a goddamn sinking ship. One of them dies and the other one almost dies. And I can sympathize.

Yes, that's right, sympathize, not just empathize. I don't have the best luck with boats.

My First Stalker

Freshman year of high school is a time for the oddities to develop in a person.  These oddities can range from eating pepperoni with peanut butter or starting a blog or still being a boy scout or spontaneously joining the cross-country team.  It’s a normal period in life when people start to “learn” about themselves and try new things because that’s what you do in high school.  One of the things that people try most often is dating.

By then, freshman year of high school, you are old enough to say, “Dad, I’m a teenager.”  This teenage status is distinguished from middle school status because, let’s face it, being 13 really isn’t as cool as those Disney Channel Original movies told you.