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

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.

It’s Sunday morning. You lie in bed, hugging the covers to yourself as you casually slip between dreams, punctuated by rolling from one side to the other. Your bed is warm, your blanket cozy and the room is still. Even the weather is collaborating with you; the overcast sky blocks the piercing rays of sunlight from your room. Eventually, you glance at your cell phone … Continue reading How hard must we try?