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131 – Collected Musings on the Final Finals Week of Sophomore Year

It’s bad news when you get halfway through a paper and realize you don’t know what your thesis is. It’s bad news when you literally run to buy a coffee just before the shop closes…and then buy another coffee just … Continue reading

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122 – In lieu of writing about whether we are free and the consequent requirements for moral responsibility

Somebody told me last night that oranges used to be referred to as noranges–consider the Spanish word for orange, naranja. In fact, noranges (and other things with names starting with “n-[vowel]“) are responsible for the use of the word “an” … Continue reading

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086 – And that, my friends, is how it ends.

A moleskine journal left forgotten beside a well-worn leather armchair. A wide and spacious room full of rows full of youth full of silence. A young man sipping soda straight from a two-litre bottle. That, my friends, is finals week.

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085 – Only in Seattle

1) A friend and I walking down 12th Avenue, we were recently passed by a convertible blasting Bon Iver. My first question: Why is anybody driving a convertible in Seattle? My second question: Where else in the world would anybody … Continue reading

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071 – Now I don’t know what to wish for.

Well last night for one of the first times I actually dreamed about something I’d set out to dream about. I didn’t think I could do that, but I dreamed what I wanted to dream. I dreamt about grapes. Very … Continue reading

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065 – “I lied. There’s wi-fi in The Darkness.”

It’s finals week. You can tell because the floors of the residence halls have the uninterrupted echo of an abandoned land, and the students have become hungry, itinerant, red-eyed nomads. Textbooks in tow, we have become primitive, ready to pounce … Continue reading

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60 – Choose the One Who Loves You More

When we get cold fronts from the northeast in Seattle, it smells like maple syrup. When we get cold fronts from the northeast in Colorado, it smells like cow manure.

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