Remember back in grade school when we’d trade our goods? Lisa Frank stickers? Happy meal toys? Beanie Babies? Drugs? A kid recently made the news when he tried to trade his Adderall to his classmates for delicious Cheese-its. Far more epic than that actual attempted (reasonable, in my opinion) barter, was his mom’s response to the whole debacle. When asked to come speak to the school officials and authorities, she.. Read More
Down to brass tacks on uppers
Ah, college. It’s really easy to reflect on that little bubble of time where everything was possible and my only job was to study and make A’s. Often, I’ll idealize that window of time in my brain. The truth is, I worked really hard and played really hard. And sometimes I played really hard while I worked really hard. About eight years out from when I departed the collegiate womb,.. Read More