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I really don't like the feeling of déjà vu. It makes me miserable; it consumes my brain space and brings out my worst obsessive-compulsive tendencies. I can spend weeks at a time trying to figure out what that familiar taste was, or who was playing on the radio (it was
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About a month ago, I felt like I had officially been initiated into West Coast culture: I went to the Oregon Country Fair. Not that I hadn't already experienced the eccentricities of the Pacific Northwest before, especially walking the streets of Capitol Hill after late-night shows or strolling through the
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Being a Philly native, I can tell you from experience the Jersey Shore you see on MTV is not the real deal. Sure, it gets pretty gross on the boardwalk sometimes; I've seen my fair share of unfortunate booty shorts and deep-fried Oreos (it's the combination that really hurts)-but not
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As a recent college graduate, I spend most of summer days racking my brain for exciting post-grad life plans. You know, intellectually stimulating but badass; somewhat financially sound, but totally spontaneous; completely unique and fulfilling. Like maybe recording a solo album in a solar-powered van in the California wilderness? Something
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Having turned 21 a mere 10 months ago, I certainly can’t consider myself a bar aficionado (despite some impressive efforts). However, after stepping into Bob’s Java Jive a few weeks ago and entering its still, hushed atmosphere, I knew something was amiss. My friends and I came to see a
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I remember once having this really bizarre dream that I was being chased by giant pimento olives around a canyon, and when I woke up I couldn’t decide if it was a nightmare or the best experience I’ve ever had. But then later in the day I realized that—even though
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I remember once having this really bizarre dream that I was being chased by giant pimento olives around a canyon, and when I woke up I couldn’t decide if it was a nightmare or the best experience I’ve ever had. But then later in the day I realized that—even though