Thoughts of a Canary

Affectionately referred to as "The Dome" For this blogpost, I was having trouble adopting a theme. I thought about publishing a piece about Obama's latest boo-boo (aka impeachable offense against the citizens of America), but few things upset me more than the things that man does. One of those things is girls posting pictures of their painted fingernails on social media. Instead of dwelling on such things, I thought about how I haven't written about my alma mater yet. This is surprising since it's a place of such magical mystery. It is the real-life Hogwarts (don't take that in a derogatory way). In fact, I could write a blog post making parallels between Christendom and Hogwarts (log that one away, Worley). The oddest thing about Christendom is it's popularity with it's students. As a student, you have three choices on how you define your relationship with the college: Love it, Hate it, Love to Hate it. By my arbitrary calculations, 25% l...

I have been utterly and irrevocably amiss in my tardiness in posting to this, my blog. C'est le vie. Getting settled into my new job and urban lifestyle has left me little time for the higher things in life (aka putting out fluff literature).  I have lately been considering the fact that as communicative beings we rely far too much on "filler material" that is to say phrases that mean nothing but allow us to lend the appearance of attention to the person with whom we are conversing. This is likely due to the breakdown of communication that we are experiencing as a society. I remember justifying my rampant cellphone use by mentally chalking it up to my proclivity for multi-tasking. I consider it an exercise in intellect as well as motor skills to do simultaneous activities. Writing blog posts while catching up on culturally significant shows (the Office), jogging while listening to Harry Potter audiobooks, eating cottage cheese while reviewing financial expose'...