See, it’s not electric because I have no money to pay the electric bill. Get it? Ha ha! Ha… The faculty of the SAIC writing department got us all graduation gifts! Ain’t it sweet? We definitely didn’t get those in undergrad (though, to be fair, at U-Iowa I think there were about 5,000 students in…
Category: School of the Art Institute of Chicago
Four Warrior Masters
Tonight, the class I t.a. is turning in their papers. I’ve never graded papers before, so I have no idea how long it’s going to take or how frustrating it’s going to be, but my supervisor keeps reminding me, “Now, remember… just try to stay calm.” In class last week (which is on Latin American…
Algebraic Poetry
Good news all around! 1) My volunteer application was accepted for the AWP (Association of Writers and Writing Programs) Conference and Bookfair this spring in Chicago. There are still time slots open, if you’d like to volunteer. 2) I’m assistant teaching an undergraduate film class at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago this spring….
Summer School
… is where I’ll be going so I don’t go insane from lack of mental stimulation. For one of my class projects this year, I created another blog. Here’s a preview featuring my favorite image: Wonderful.
Rednecks on C-SPAN
It’s kind of surreal to hear a guy call in to Capital News Today and drawl that we should have tens of thousands of Marines down at the U.S.-Mexico boarder at all times and arm those Marines with machine guns. Just finished Thunderstruck by Erik Larson. It was killer (heh heh heh). Now I’ve started…
Asians Build Creepy Toilets
No, I’m not in Chicago yet. No, I haven’t found a place to live. Will be searching in July with renewed vigor, as my current lease is up on July 29th. Today, I found out who Megan Fox is. I am disappointed. Humans are a disappointing species in general. Thanks to Maximizing Progress for providing…
It’s Okay to be a Hypocrite
I’ve gotten to like this blog thing. It’s like a journal for the things you want to say out loud. But I usually don’t say these things out loud, because I’m not a very impressive figure and people don’t often care about my ideas and/or opinions. A room can get very uncomfortable very fast when…
Senioritis II: The Quest for More Money
Hello, Friends. I’m trying to update more often so people know I haven’t collapsed under the weight of the stress and gone off the deep end (i.e. suicide bomb the fuck out of whoever invented the future). But first, here’s a little ditty I tossed off recently in the Caribbean: That dashing young actor called…
Gutterballs
Watching The Big Lebowski. I decided to watch it after reading I’m a Lebowski, You’re a Lebowski, which I had to do to cheer myself up after reading about the bombing of Hiroshima for class. I didn’t think I would find a book more depressing than Primo Levi’s Survival in Auschwitz. Then I read Letters…
Creeping Treefingers
This is what happens when there’s a snowfall, someone walks through it, and then strong winds blow all the snow away. You kind of get reverse footprints. Trying to walk my sister’s dog was a challenge. The wind blows the snow so that it collects in waves, and there are patches of bare ground in…
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