Sex is gloriously disgusting. A wonderfully fun meld of sweat, saliva and sexual fluids, the result is more than a little gross. Looked at from the right angle, sex is down right unsexy. Anyone who has been down in the trenches can tell you: there are some pretty unsavory side Read More…
My last grocery bill totaled about $35, a budget that naturally excludes the likes of King Pin runs. Intended for two weeks worth of ten-minute dinners, quick orange juice and banana breakfasts, trail mix laced with too much chocolate snacks, and other such indulgent necessities, my grocery list lacks the Read More…
When I handed my friend a camera and told her my grandma wanted a nice picture of me, she looked through the view finder and said “No, no, don’t try to smile, you look weird. Talk about sex!” Of course, when looking back at the pictures, I discovered that discussing Read More…
Exhibit No. 1: LeBron James is drifting on the weak side of the court, wholly uninvolved in the last home game he will ever play in Cleveland. He throws the ball out of bounds and misses 11 of his 14 shots. “I spoil a lot of people with my play,” Read More…
I’ve been trying to forget what summer’s supposed to be like. Endless days of chasing the sun’s inimitable rays, thoughtlessly swimming in a lake filled with melted snow and eating ice cream to distract tongues from talking no longer make up a typical day in my dream. This is the Read More…
Essays are a funny thing. As to why people enjoy writing them so much, I will never know. Essays from my youth were the standard — 5 paragraphs. Just think of it as a hamburger, I was once told — bun, meat, lettuce, tomato, what have you. Deviation from that Read More…
Traveling is supposed to make you smarter. Surrounded by foreign stimuli, the intelligent and discerning tourist has perked ears and sharp eyes and learns to navigate the unfamiliar with sensitive footsteps. Like the raised hairs on cold skin, perception stands at attention and responds to the smallest of touches, becoming Read More…
I got defriended this week on Facebook, by someone whose cyber-allegiance I would never have questioned. If you asked me to list potential friendship renegers, it would be a long index, including people from high school and people who misunderstand my sometimes taciturn nature for disdain. (“You may seem unfriendly, Read More…
“All bets are off,” that’s one phrase that should scare the heck out of all University of California students and aspiring UC students. Especially when it comes from the one, the only, UC President Mark Yudof. Testifying in front of the state Senate’s budget committee, Yudof uttered those foreboding words Read More…