I would give you a call if I could

Here is the truth for pretty much 100 percent of college students: texts are coming in and going out at any time of the day or night, transmitting messages of both importance and absurdity; the cell phone could buzz at any time with an important phone call from a friend or a parent; practice times get changed, deadlines are extended, people break up—this is all … Continue reading I would give you a call if I could

Attack of the flying procastination monster

Scott: “Damn I’m definitely procrastinating from starting this lab report, lol. MUST STAY FOCUSED.” Ashley: “Procrastinating sucks.” Amy: “Tryna stop procrastinating about this school workkk.” -Facebook I don’t even like saying that word. The “P” word. It’s been diluted with millions of whiny Facebook statuses and has become unfortunately tied to the tiny giggles that always seem to bookend its place in a sentence (“What … Continue reading Attack of the flying procastination monster

Forget historical accuracy. I just want a turkey leg.

For those of you who have not ventured into the mystical other-world that is the Minnesota Renaissance Festival, please allow me to blow your mind: Ladies adorn themselves in velvet bodices and gowns, their bosoms bountiful and up to their chins. Men wear tights and tunics and carry a sword in one hand and a beer stein in the other. Wee little peasant children roll … Continue reading Forget historical accuracy. I just want a turkey leg.

What is it you plan to do with your one and precious life?

Four cupcakes out of five to Alex Legeros for his ponderings last week on the subject of liberal arts and the merit of CI. As a CII student, I throughly resonate with his encouraging words to take an art class, specifically drawing, at Gustavus. Last autumn, I learned how to express myself through said black and white medium, thanks to Professor Kris Lowe. I am … Continue reading What is it you plan to do with your one and precious life?

No, I don’t want to see your butt. Thanks anyway.

I walk around campus and am surrounded by butts. Butts in jeans, butts in skirts, butts in sweatpants. Butts everywhere! Normally I don’t mind a good back-side, some god blessed as more visually appealing than others. (I’m thinking about you, James Franco. Swoon!) What I don’t appreciate is the blatant misuse among ladies of the comfortable and versatile clothing item known as leggings. That being … Continue reading No, I don’t want to see your butt. Thanks anyway.

Holy granola, Batman! What a wonderful snack!

Granola. Mmm. Perhaps it’s the mountain girl in me that craves simply oats and honey. Perhaps it’s the way granola crunches. … Or, maybe it’s the way one KNOWS there’s always a special ingredient in it. Either way, I love granola, even the burnt edges of my homemade efforts. Over the summer, I conducted a series of granola creations and have made two batches at … Continue reading Holy granola, Batman! What a wonderful snack!

Mom? Dad? I’m getting a degree in Basket Weaving

One seaside university is bowing to the stern educational demands of the times by eliminating its popular course in underwater basket weaving.” -Appleton Post Crescent, May 14, 1958 How are my classes going? Well on Monday/Wednesday /Friday I’ve got bio and chem. Please kill me. I was going to have my Tuesday/Thursdays free, but then I found out I needed to take calc II and … Continue reading Mom? Dad? I’m getting a degree in Basket Weaving