Snapchat. What an app. The faceless ghost mediates flirty interactions, double chin selfies, and everything else us “youths” are up to these days. Snapchat has created a space for budding narcissists to perfect the use of the dog filter, amateur film majors to master the art of a 10 second video, and superficial friends to strive for a 100 day snap streaks. This godly creation must be celebrated because pure, unadulterated joy can only truly be found by watching someone else’s snapchat story, as you eat Cool Ranch Doritos in bed, and have fomo. Continue reading
Meet Sparkles! She’s a shelter cat from the cat café “Eat Purr Love” in Columbus, Ohio. This gal in particular is pending adoption, but if you’re looking for cat companionship, Eat Purr Love is a great place to check out whether you’re looking to adopt, or looking for an hour or two of cat-filled love.
Lit Lit is a new segment I will be hosting in which I get someone lit, and then that someone chooses a work of literature and gives me a summary and quick discussion of the themes of that work. This week I had the pleasure of getting a friend of mine lit, who will be referred to throughout as Nasty Willow, to discuss Mary Shelley’s classic Frankenstein, or The Modern Prometheus. I was joined by another companion who chose to go by “Mary Shelley’s Lesbian Lover,” as we discussed the work in a sunny graveyard. Nasty Willow’s dialogue is in Times New Roman, all action is written in italics.
Victor Frankenstein….that’s not how the book starts. Begin–We’re on a ship. And it’s a series of letters from. Arctic explorer? Robert Walton! Okay.
As the weekend of Sendoff 2017 fades into the distant, boozy past, it’s important to reflect on all that went down. It rained like nobody’s business, Brasstracks told us that they were from New York City close to eleven times, and by 8:30 pm, everyone was scrambling for their next destination. We indulged in a sweet spread provided by AVI, and Kenyon students chose to forgo their disappointment with Earl Sweatshirt and his “illness” to embrace Bas with open, moist arms. No matter your experience this weekend, there is one question you cannot avoid asking: where was it said? Sendoff or in bed?
It was a long wait, but Earl Poloshirt finally headlined his own show in Gambier this weekend. The Odd Future member was initially set to perform at Kenyon College back in February, around when he released his sophomore studio album: I Don’t Like Shit, I Don’t Go Outside. Tickets quickly sold out, and were even selling on secondary markets like Stubhub and Kenyon Thrift for more than quadruple the price. Earl Buttondown unfortunately fell sick on tour, and had to postpone his show until now. Due to the high demand to see Earl Scubasuit perform, the venue was switched from South Quad to the larger Peirce Lawn, with original South Quad tickets being honored and a new batch of tickets selling out.
This would be my first time seeing Earl Greytea perform, and he has a solid body of work to pull off headlining a set. Two studio albums worth of music provided a steady hour and a half of background music for my love making session with a basket of Krazy Kurly fries.
I went to bed at 9:30pm. How was your weekend?
“I peed right in the middle of a hallway. I know I should say that to you….or anyone.”
Hey fam! I’ve been in Dublin for the last couple of months now. It’s such a lovely city and has been such a privilege to study abroad here. Even more so than at Kenyon, it means that I’m extremely independent for the first time in my life having to cook for myself, buying my own dishes, and needing to -gasp- buy my own toilet paper. Of course, because I’m a hot mess of a person, this means that I’ve been reliant on google more so than ever. Segues are not my area of expertise, so without further ado here are some of my google searches that provided me with life-saving advice.
Here we are again with another addition of Olin Desk Graffiti: Illustrated! As finals hover over us like a dark cloud, we retreat into the nooks and crannies of the labyrinth that is Olin. However, be not afraid, because fun surprises can be found in this den of stress and anxiety! Yes, you guessed it, those fun surprises are the witty musings of our fellow students, the hidden gem of Kenyon: olin desk graffiti. Continue reading