Nothing lasts forever, even this semester, and I’ve been trying to figure out for a few days now exactly how to say farewell. I’m very pleased that the last word is going to the blog, because I’ve found the blog … Continue reading →

When the file outlives the body…

When I was a kid who was on the verge of not being quite a kid anymore – you know, twelve-ish – I was obsessed with what I might be like when I grew up. I should clarify. I didn’t … Continue reading →

So I sort of went about this backwards. The latest single from tUnE-yArDs was released today, and I played it for my roommate (and suddenly no one is surprised that I made the Pitchfork Bot). Because neither of us could … Continue reading →

Here’s how you make Nutella cookies. They’re really easy and take maybe half an hour, including chilling the dough. If, like me, you stress-bake, then I foresee many of these in your future.

I’ve been rereading Questionable Content lately (don’t judge). If you’re not familiar with it, it’s a webcomic set in Northampton, Massachusetts, chronicling the lives of a bunch of twenty-somethings who have complicated dating lives and way too many opinions about music. When … Continue reading →

I was talking to my girlfriend about Strachey’s love-letter generator (as you do), and she told me that there are apparently 21st-century analogues. So I present to you the Girlfriend Keeper and BroApp, which are proof that we live in … Continue reading →

I had a little problem when I began drafting this signment. See, the thing is, I did the readings and suddenly there was marginalia everywhere I looked. And I wanted to write about it all. It doesn’t help that I … Continue reading →

As a kid, I spent a lot of time playing with WordPerfect and Microsoft Word. I’m an only child; my parents both work; I had a lot of afternoons to fill. Of course, like your standard eight-year-old, I didn’t know … Continue reading →

As I was reading Jessica Isaac’s piece about adolescent editors and “editresses,” I found myself experiencing some very weird déjà vu. And then I realized what I was thinking of. This is a map from Carpatho-Russian Echoes, an independent paper that … Continue reading →