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Year: 2004

And Tenement Halls

Posted on October 4, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

It’s funny the way mass-media has grown to perceive the blogging community. In light of Dan Rather’s Bush-bashing blunder, commentators on various news broadcasts have begun to paint a noble image of what bloggers represent. We are the new wave of grass roots political activism. We are all highly literate, immaculately well-informed scholars who can…

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Stay Cool

Posted on September 28, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

On the train ride home today, I heard a guy behind me say, in a slightly agitated voice, “I can’t believe how hot it is in here.” Upon these words, I immediately tensed up and expected the worst. When people make unsolicited announcements like that, you can’t help but wonder what their deal is. In…

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Rivers Cuomo I Am Not

Posted on September 23, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

My Friend: you know i’m confused about why you’re wearing glasses in the picture on your blog when you don’t wear glasses at all….unless you’re trying to look emo. they make your nose look weird Kevin: just to make me look smart Kevin: not emo My Friend: oh right Kevin: it was really the only…

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*Guitar Riff* … Inappropriate!

Posted on September 20, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

It’s not as if I’m easily offended by vulgarity and salaciousness, but I believe everything has its time and place. I don’t know about you, but I feel dirty every time I check my email at school. I’m surrounded by books and scholarly people, and what’s on my computer screen? Solicitations from lonely housewives, barely…

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Text Message: Supplemental

Posted on September 17, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

“How’s law school treating you?” read the text message. I kept my cell phone off all day until classes let out at four in the afternoon. Carlos had sent me the message at ten in the morning. I stared at the message, gave it a lot more thought than I probably should have, and I…

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The Difference

Posted on September 11, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

I remember watching television with my father on the afternoon of September 11, 2001. All day long, footage of the flaming buildings kept flashing across the screen, but I never looked away, even when I grew tired of seeing it. I was paying penance for all of my past years of blissful ignorance. There inevitably…

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Thoughts of a Closet Philistine

Posted on September 6, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

This weekend, while eating lunch at a Taco Bell, a stranger approached me when he noticed my copy of Don Quixote resting on the table. It was his favorite book, he told me, and he dutifully reads it once a year. I was tempted to ask him if he also enjoyed BDSM and cutting himself,…

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Letting it Be

Posted on September 4, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

On the drive home today, I noticed a truck bearing a bumper sticker that tells the world to “Pray the Rosary for Peace.” I don’t mean to sound fatalistic, but wouldn’t you think that Mary pretty much gets it at this point? And for that matter, don’t you think she’s had enough time to notify…

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Jack’s Dilemma

Posted on August 29, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

Kevin: the problem with studying to music is sometimes you pay more attention to one as opposed to the other Jack: Yeah, that’s the problem I have when I’m having sex with two girls.

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Oh Hell No

Posted on August 25, 2004February 25, 2022 by KZ

The response letter from Richard: Kevin, Calm down dude (or woman cuz you sound like one, or you must be gay, not that there is anything wrong with that! [Seinfeld reference if you caught that joke]). The email was all a joke (hooray for me!!!). My bad for forgetting to finish my email with a…

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