“Forgotten Mac” by Rob Dobi. They weren’t quite a corpses when I found them. they lay there lifeless, unmoving, but I could feel the warmth still emanating, steam slowly curling off the snow. There was a beauty to them; stoic, sad, dangerous. My first instinct was remorse. Poor fellas, I thought. Someone must’ve loved you [...] Read more »
A spoonful of sugar. Taken from the BBC’s Good Foods Glossary. The best advice I ever received came from a fictional umbrella-toting nanny. “A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down,” she sang. The irony is that taking this piece of advice at face value, it’s often wrong. Most liquid medicines are already sweetened [...] Read more »
Sunset over the Rocky Mountains. Image by A guy with A camera. It was supposed to be like going to camp or to boarding school. I could come back and it would all fall into place with the same scents and comforts and, for the most part, players. But after my freshman year, it wasn’t [...] Read more »
“Listen Mom,” I say tepidly, the fear and disappointed firmly held from my voice. This is important. This is necessary. I still don’t like it. “I’m down to the dregs in my bank account. If I don’t spend any money between now and the end of the year, I’ll have just enough to cover my [...] Read more »
An old sign adorns a shop’s window in Connaught Place, Delhi. For more electrifying pictures of India, click here. The explosion echoes from Connaught Place. We all turn, our heads craned at awkward angles due to the way we’re crammed into our auto rickshaw. “Whoa,” says Gina. “It’s probably just fireworks,” responds Emilie. “They set [...] Read more »
Hammocks at Jeff’s Pirate Cove are clearly marked for “adult relaxation only.” For more adult pictures of Guam, click here. As I hiked past old ordinance, decaying weapons, the rusted silhouettes of old buildings and crumbled latte stones (that’s lah-tee, not lah-tay), I began to wonder what life on Guam is truly like. Here [...] Read more »
“You know. I’m just saving the princess from the clutches of evil.” “Oh,” I said, impressed by the matter-of-fact way in which he replied. I ate another grape off my plate as I sat down cross-legged next to him. I’m not sure I realized it right then, but thinking back, I should have been in [...] Read more »
Image by Richard Marchand With the Amish School Shooting atop all the headlines, Stormy felt compelled to talk with me. Honestly, neither of us feel very connected to the event–we don’t know anyone involved, nor do we know anyone near the area involved–but like any tragic and illogical event, we both feel very disturbed. “It [...] Read more »
On Friday, the phone rang. In and of itself, there’s nothing special about the phone ringing. It rings quite often, in fact. Usually several times a day. Most of the time, it’s telemarketers, though I generally hang up before they come on. Sometimes, I find rude ways of dispatching them, like eating loudly into the [...] Read more »
To put it simply, I have a strong distaste for my mom’s parents. My grandmother is an ignorant bigot and my grandfather is a forceful and stubborn republican. I’ve been instructed not to discuss anything controversial in their presence. Despite this, I sometimes have the urge to come out of the closet to them, despite [...] Read more »