A recent college grad/soon-to-be young professional seeking comic relief.
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Behold, a selfie for literal/figurative mirror-introspection reenactment purposes October 18, 2012

“Red & Dead:” Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?*

August 16, 2012


Believe it or not, a group of twenty-somethings with noble intent to preserve and provide objective news existed before “The Newsroom” premiered. I am proud to associate with a group of these twenty-somethings. And they are some of the most committed young people I know. During my last semester at the University of Georgia (spring […]

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“You talk weird.”

August 6, 2012


When I was little, I wanted badly to collect. Collect what, I knew not — it was mainly so that I’d have substance to support my relentlessly underwhelming show-and-tells. Still, I craved presentable proof of my passions, a trinket to match every anecdote. I saw the piles of shiny purple and metallic gray stones at […]

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The Post-grad Chronicles, Ch. 2.: We’re what’s for dinner

July 13, 2012


I had an epiphany yesterday. Possibly while eating. We’re what’s for dinner. I say “we” — devoid, yes, of any credibility, elected or appointed — and mean my unemployed, recent college graduate compatriots and I. Please forgive my liberty, but I do think I’ve something going here — and I’m simply not ready to stand […]

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A modest proposal re: the Estes Conundrum

July 10, 2012


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So I know my next post-grad post was supposed to divulge the succulent secrets of Mom’s All-You-Can-Eat International Buffet, but that’s going to have to wait. Bummer. I know. What will the world be without all the Instagram pix of teryaki sauces and dill pickles I planned? Bummer. The time shall come. For now, I […]

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The Post-grad Chronicles, Ch. 1: I don’t know what the hell is going on

June 28, 2012


A wise man (along with most of my teachers, professors, catechists, friends’ parents, soccer coaches and other various elders in positions of authority who beat the idiom into trite directional pudding) once said, “honesty is the best policy.” So I’ll be honest: I don’t know what the hell is going on. Not in my personal […]

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