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The ever-brilliant Steven DenBeste shows that I am not all alone in my middle-class-white-boy-college-student pain. I spent my first two years at UMD in the School of Fine Arts. I earned the Bernstein-Krenzen jazz scholarship because I whooped major ass... Keep reading this entry »
Camp is done. After a long Thursday night of yelling at my kids on the Island, I awoke with an achy throat. This was no surprise, as supressing the chaos that results from little urchins hitting a 12-year-old bigfoot with... Keep reading this entry »
Thirty-six hours later, the power comes back on. Thank you, SeXcel energy, for returning to me my electron soul. I had a fire in the fireplace, but only managed to open one flume so the house was quickly choked with... Keep reading this entry »
Another slow day, driving to Valleyfair with Ihduhapi staff (and Thomas)... Sung to the chorus of Weezer's Undone (the sweater song): If you want to destroy the Orono Alliance, Just build a Death Star, and blow them away (blow them... Keep reading this entry »
Pirate Day here at camp, and t'is been a day of legends. Pirates invaded our camp through the waterfront (in a fine motorized craft with two canoe outriggers) and raised the Jolly Roger over the green waters of Lake Independence.... Keep reading this entry »