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There was a lot of excitement this past week at UIndy, mostly due to the Richard M. Fairbanks Symposium. Check out my article on The Reflector Online.
Check out this article I wrote about a production of Joe Pintauro's "The Raft of Medusa."
Eclectic—that’s what my guitar teacher always called my musical tastes. I have to say this so my next statement doesn’t sound schizophrenic: I love The Roots and Elvis Costello. And I really like them about the same. So when I learned about a potential collaboration between these artists, I was ecstatic. That collaboration became the album, … Continue reading Wise Up Ghost should be a specter to behold
Nonprofit provides meals for seniorsThis is an article I wrote about programs that feed food-insecure seniors.
I am lecturing at UIndy about my trip to Europe in 2011! Not really. But I am reading my poem "Paris" (the 3rd prize winner of the university's poetry contest). I wrote this poem about one day that my girlfriend and I were walking around the city. We had visited the catacombs, La Tour Eiffel, … Continue reading Paris.
A student of a foreign language cannot merely practice in his or her head without speaking and writing. If the student waits to come across a native speaker, the student will sound ridiculous and ultimately be disappointed by his or her inability to verbally connect to the other person. This is why any student of … Continue reading speaking. writing.
Remember the days before everyone had cell phones and Facebook? There was once a golden era that I like to call: The 90s. It lasted for about 10 years. This was back when AOL was cutting edge. I have been thinking about (trying to recall) what life once was like. I recently read Last Call in … Continue reading The Perks of the 90s
Driving off like a postman,With the aerodynamics and color of a cardboard box,Because I wanted to meet you.It was not cruising alongwith crunchy white static blanketing windows in Wyoming,being buried, yet unawareafter I emerged into Montana,the snow relented, but I did not because I wanted to bewith you, not erasable,you—oh, Eccentric—able to boast the world’s … Continue reading Portland
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