As I may have mentioned in previous Pointless College Posts, I had a fair degree of skill in lockpicking. While I have always used my talents for good, there was one or two instances where I let the Devil get the better of me.

( Fish the Prankster )

I was having trouble figuring out how to kick off this year’s Pointless College Posts. I had a list of topics, but I seemed to have misplaced it. Luckily, I my yearning for this to be released gave me an easy out.

( Fantastic Football )

captain_squid said yesterday that I should tell this story. It is actually a pretty good story considering the shocked response I get after having done so. However, I am at odds here because one of the tenets I had set for myself when posting here is not to talk about my love life (or lack thereof). It just seems like a bad idea to air that kind of thing on ( Read more... )

While plenty stories remain to be told about college, it is becoming more and more difficult to bring them up without first broaching the topic of No Refund Theatre. It has certainly been mentioned in passing enough that it warrants its own attention. So here we go.

( Formed from the slag of The Crucible )

To continue this romp through the past, I am feeling awfully tangential. So for this third installment, I will recount an encounter I had with an agent of the dark cabal that truly runs everything on main campus.

( Pernicious Squirrel Union )

I am finding it hard to decide which stories to tell, but since the post about nicknames came up, I figured this post would help clear one or two things up.

( Gym class )

In reviving the meme that word_geek started last year, I figure that it is only fitting that the first story I will relate took place during my tenure at the McKeesport branch campus.

( Paper is trash too )

Spring does funny things to people. Warmer, sunnier days is enough to put anybody in a celebratory mood for even the most extraneous reasons. Below is one such account:

( The Caesarean section )

Much like word_geek, I may hang up this narrative for a bit just because ten posts is a nice round number. It is also a good transition from my college experience at a branch campus to one at the main campus...

( Changing of the guard )

While it may be widely known that the stew of my college experience was heavily seasoned with theater... I bet that not many people know who held the bottle.

( Getting into the act )