<niqui> i mean, those [dunkin' donuts chocolate filled donuts] have got to be the single least healthy food item on the planet — even the KFC Double Down has some protein in it, somewhere, among all the fat — but i liked them <twork> didn’t the KFC DD (hm, DD, coincidence?) actually test with less [...]
This was easily my favorite essay for my writing class this quarter, chiefly because I got to stick my nose in to two great loves: architecture, and trains. It’s about Chicago Union Station, and that means it’s all about COOL STUFF. Well, except the food court. Food court people are scary, man.
Here’s another of my essays for class. This one, I kind of dug a little bit. It’s a short story, set in a bar, with a couple of guys talking. I slam the Cubs once, but, hey, it was in the well-intended service of historical accuracy, baby! I don’t think I’m very good at writing [...]
This is the essay I wrote for my writing course this quarter. You know, the essay I hated with the firey intensity of a hundred thousand burning suns? …which is pretty silly to say, since it’s about a sunrise. Ha, I made a funny! 1157 words. 1158 self-doubts. Roughly.
Tonight was Organizational Communication class, and the topic was the attaining and exercise of power. Part of our homework was to read the paper “White Privilege: Unpacking the Invisible Knapsack” [PDF] by Peggy McIntosh. (It’s an excellent article, and you should go read it.) One of our exercises in class was a group discussion on [...]