This past Saturday, a good friend from college celebrated her birthday in a penthouse (belonging to her cousin's boyfriend). In attendance were a bevy of PhD candidates and graduate students from various disciplines, an art historian who provided me with the best and most comfortable conversation of the evening, an ascendant young black writer, ( Read more... )

Purely anecdotal data suggests the neighborhood is becoming browner ( Read more... )

Because I couldn't concentrate enough this morning to review answers for yesterday's milestone exams, I read a piece on the enduring necessity and accidental poetry of Greyhound buses. At 4.30pm, I will board one ( Read more... )

And sometimes, at just over 5.30pm, you remember to check for the sunset and you pause your lecture on Trusts and you rush to the living room and you look out the window and catch the tail end of the sky's bleeding and you convince yourself that even though you've got a new-fangled phone with an actual camera and an Instagram account with pesky ( Read more... )

Today is my first time back home since I moved to New York ( Read more... )

UConn Basketball D1 National Champions.

That is all.