On driving a rental car and radical ownership of your corner of the universe (a superlatively extended metaphor)

If you know me, you know my car. My car is named Frank. Frank is a navy blue, 2006 Acura TSX, and Frank and I are a dream team. The only CDs Frank knows are disco mixes and the Matchbox Twenty anthology, and my pitiful passengers have no other options than to listen to their… More On driving a rental car and radical ownership of your corner of the universe (a superlatively extended metaphor)

Talking to Strangers (or, a blog post in which I unpack my vehement moral opposition to the selfie stick)

If you and I are connected in any way, shape, or form on social media, and you have posted a photo where you are non-ironically using a selfie stick, I have judged you. And I am utterly unrepentant about this fact. Don’t get me wrong, I love a good selfie from time to time. Are… More Talking to Strangers (or, a blog post in which I unpack my vehement moral opposition to the selfie stick)

Hello, 2015.

Hello friends, hello internet, and hello 2015! I fully own up to the fact that I fell off the grid during the second half of 2014. There were a great number of reasons for my lapse in blogging activity over the past few months (hello, most insane schedule of my life), but I’ve finally begun to… More Hello, 2015.

In Defense of the “Party School”

On Monday, Princeton Review published the only thing that reminds us of their cultural relevance year after year – a series of lists that detail the rankings for colleges and universities in the United States. Each year, these lists purportedly proffer insight into the wide world of higher education institutions, and while doing so, set the media ablaze… More In Defense of the “Party School”

Everything I’ve needed to know as a 20-something, I’ve learned from the Spice Girls

The Spice Girls’ first album, Spice, was a life-affirming, soul-pumping, beat-pounding thing of beauty. I memorized every lyric and every dance move to all 10 songs on that cassette. It was the soundtrack to my prepubescent days of feather boas and sparkly sunglasses, and remains one of my favorite albums to put on if I’m feeling… More Everything I’ve needed to know as a 20-something, I’ve learned from the Spice Girls