For me, summer is the greatest time of the year. There’s no school, which equates to a certain type of freedom, but like the cold and damp spring—if you can even call it that— of New England, it’s only the setup for the rest of the drama. (more…)
Monday morning brought with it a deluge of ideas and (more pertinently) of water. The New England torrents hit us hard and close. The river just by our house rose several feet and flooded our road, which forced emergency personnel to issue a mandatory evacuation of our area. (more…)
I have two very good friends, and both of them happen to be named Alex. (more…)
So much has happened in the past month. Where do I begin? And how? (more…)
A musing of the various components of voice. (more…)
With Bazooka Bubble Gum on my mind, I began to develop a healthy craving for it. I knew I had stashed a piece away in my backpack, so I found it without much difficulty. It was right there next to my old box cutter, broken watch, unopened package of four AA batteries, and film canister full of (sweet!) quarters. (more…)
I never used to believe it when people said I was a nerd until last night at Taekwon-Do. One of the younger students asked me to read her recently unwrapped Bazooka Bubble Gum comic strip. (more…)
Before I joined the NRC, if something made no sense to me, I assumed the problem was on my end. But now that I am in the NRC, and I (kinda) know everything there is to know, I realize that the source of most confusion is the common populace.
The BEST song EVER MADE for playing Crab Soccer is Pump It by The Black Eyed Peas.
Oh yes, and I found a cure for the common cold but I refuse to share it.
hmmm… my own blog.
I’m fairly certain I will abuse this power.