Nasshole Freakly

September 26, 2024

Jenny McPhee Is Diabolical

A Nass editor gets dinner with Jenny McPhee and talks growing up, teaching, and translating the Pope

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Nasshole Freakly: Full Design

This week, like most weeks, the Nass looks inward.  Find a copy around campus, or click the link here to view the full design!

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Dishwashing Ethnography

The Nass turns its anthropological gaze to the more-than-human: this time, a dishwasher

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Craigslist Car

Loving and living with a white 1990 Oldsmobile Cutlass Ciera

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Picking Pastries

Meditations on the overpriced croissant and its gustatorial orgasm

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A Horse Walks Into a Bar

A horse walks into a bar. The Bartender says, “Why the long face?”   “Well,” the horse says, “it’s my life.” “What about your life,” the bartender says, “What’s the story?” “That’s just it,” says the horse,  “I don’t have … Read More

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Nass Recommends: Ten “NYRB Classics” Titles

Not one but ten recommendations from the NYRB archives

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Girls (after Jamaica Kincaid’s 1978 “Girl”)

Even if it’s sticky outside, bring a sweater if you’re going to ride the subway at night; your clothes are too tight, change before you leave; your clothes are too loose, they don’t do you any favors; if you’re being … Read More

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Yesterday’s Coffee

“The first time I saw the house for itself—not as the house two doors down, but as the house that could be parent’s—was the estate sale. Here, the relics of a life.”

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Letter from the Editor

One of the least nassholish ideas that I hold dear to myself is that, in the end, we will be delivered. Forces beyond our knowing care for us in ways that our slimy, underdeveloped sensory organs cannot appreciate so frequently. … Read More

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Verbatim

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Overheard in Cottage

Social chair: I remember when I tore my groin, she was helping me tape it, and I was like you’re taping my fucking balls.

Overheard while walking to the Street

Spanish & Portuguese major: Every matter is homosexual because covalent bonds. I don’t know how I got chemistry involved in this.

Overheard in Dod Basement

Jewish Democrat: Time is a block that grows in two directions.

Overheard while talking about cars

Traumatized: As the youngest, I’ve been in many trunks.

Overheard at Graduate Student Welcome Event

Hormonal undergrad: Shopping for a boyfriend here.

Overheard in the Fitness and Wellness Center

Gym-bro: Creatine makes me so bloated.

Gym-bro’s bro: It’s like one of those things if you’re turned on enough you can be into anything.

Overheard whilst lounging on Cannon Green

Super-super senior: I might have to violate the honor code to get one more semester.

Overheard in journalism seminar

Change-maker: Everyone in this fucking school has a sister named Gigi. People need to stop having sisters named Gigi.

Overheard in Firestone at 11:40 pm

Bathroom revolutionary rousing their fellow studiers: Don't misuse the bidet!

Overheard at Wawa

Hopeful student: I mean, an associate’s degree technically counts, right?

Overheard at Small World

Poet with shoulder-length gray hair: I received my quantum physics for beginners book. It crows about the fact that it does not contain math. That troublesome stuff. It's like reading a list of ingredients on fruit juice and finding it does not have high fructose corn syrup.

Overheard in dining hall

Linguist: I can’t tell if he’s gay or South African. If you saw him or talked to him once, you’d get it.