In 2006, Tina Fey introduced me to “30 Rock.” She didn’t personally come to Wall, New Jersey to do it. Wall isn’t really a destination spot in and of itself.
February 8, 2013
I didn’t realize it at the time, but the kind of conversations I sought out as a furrowed-browed adolescent — sincere, personal, whiny — were precursors to a tradition with which I would become intimately familiar here at Yale: the girl talk.
I don’t have lalophobia, and I wouldn’t label myself a “phone-fearing” individual. But I do suck at making phone calls.
February 1, 2013
In this time of snow and cold, when 50 percent of the people I know have recently purchased a happy lamp or an industrial-sized bottle of vitamin D-3, I thought I’d share the things that are making me happy today, in hopes that they might brighten your day too. Excluded in this list are BuzzFeed links, baby animals and Tyra Banks GIFs because even though they are great, everyone knows about them.
Last week, Beyoncé Knowles’ did-she-or-didn’t-she-lip-sync-the-National-Anthem debacle overtook the Internet. Every couple of hours, another conflicting story would be published, and it was up to you to decide which version of the truth you preferred.
Last semester, a new batch of editors took over the reins of the Yale Daily News, and WEEKEND began to trace its own uncharted course. We were given a vessel with no compass — 12 weekly pages meant to champion the arts and the living.
January 25, 2013
I give advice all of the time and never ever ever practice what I preach. It’s not that I think the rules don’t apply to me, I just genuinely feel like no one can see me break them.
Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe it had something to do with that whole the-world’s-gonna-end-soon-so-YOLO thing, but for whatever reason, 2012 was an especially strong year in film. Maybe that’s why I’m especially frustrated this year with how America ranks and promotes movies.
When does childhood end?
January 18, 2013
I knew heaven in New Haven For Connecticut I rave. Say we college kids, unshaven, “I knew heaven in the Have.”
Our alma mater brings tears to my eyes, sweet memories of laughter, emotional conversations, late-night debates about human nature and comfort from friends.