Archive for the ‘Opinion’ Category

“Rules for one” is a bimonthly lifestyles column that investigates how to be successfully single. On paper he was perfect. That should have been my first clue. He was going to school to be a dentist. This meant money and good hours to spend time with your future family and loving wife. He was tall…

“Better than you” is a bimonthly column about ways for individuals to better themselves. From trying new foods, to volunteer work, there are daily activities and tasks a person can do to make their own lives or the lives of others a little bit better. Art is notoriously therapeutic. Doctors use finger painting classes for…

Rules for one is a bimonthly lifestyles column that investigates how to be successfully single. You know things aren’t going to be very promising when the guy buying you a drink is named after Pooh Bear’s best friend. I was at Twain’s in Decatur on a mission to work on mingling skills and sucking down…

My first memories of Harry Potter take me back to a trailer classroom in the fourth grade. Before I knew it, I had become one of millions of people in the world who were in love with the series.

Two weeks into summer quarter, a new student’s class has a change of venue, a change of professor and a complete change of syllabus.

When asked which college I have chosen to complete my undergraduate degree, I pridefully respond that, “I’m a student at SCAD.” The inquirer usually excitedly asks if I can draw and what kinds of things I draw. At this point, I must gently break the news that I am a writer, and no, I cannot…

It all started with the last presidential election. Toward the end of the fall of 2007, I was a lowly freshman, still trying to get to know my way around SCAD. Back then SCAD’s Facebook group was less than official. It was designed for all of us unknowing newbies to put out feelers and make…

I haven’t read the classics, nor am I an avid reader. I once overheard a fellow writing student talk about books the way I would talk about clothes. I began to worry that my nonexistent love of literature meant I was in the wrong major.

I wish I could take part in the celebration, but I can’t. That’s not to say that I’m not relieved to know that bin Laden is dead — I am. But it’s difficult to fathom that it’s taken 10 years to accomplish this mission, and at least half a dozen others, that have cost American lives, money and respect.