The Nass 100
100 things the staff of the Nassau Weekly doesn’t want to see again next year.
Post-Thesis Life
Your thesis will get written, I promise. It will never be as good as they told you it was supposed to be.
Glory Days
When maintenance came to clean Jadwin Gymnasium on the morning of November 2, 1978, they found litter on the gym floor, broken glass, and gouges in the basketball court a quarter inch deep.
Feelies
My mother and I returned to the Tucson art museum because Rose Cabat’s daughter told us over the phone that the museum was selling Feelies not featured in the retrospective.
Heroin and Hilfiger
The suburban resurgence of a lethal and addictive drug.
Our Kind of Blue
J & T and the whole gang have a new apartment, M tells me.
40.36° South 105.3° East
You have walked through FitzRandolph Gate, and you will never graduate. You keep walking until you hit the shore.
Too Quiet to Hear Except at Night
I wake to the sound of a snowdrift shed from the roof like antlers shrugged off by a deer or like that molting time when birds stay flightless a while to grow themselves back.