On a professional film set, there are many unions that dictate what you can and can't do to keep everyone safe. One of the cardinal rules is that the crew can't work more than 12 hours before getting paid time and a half for their troubles, and the college of Entertainment Arts at school has …
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Halloween. Not my favorite holiday. I always found it slightly overrated: over-commercialized, not all that scary, and almost always ends in a headache - whether from excess sugar or sleep deprivation. This, however, has not kept other people from defending the holiday and emphatically telling me how wrong I am, and one such person is an …
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I was afraid that with the telling of last month's story, my well had run dry. I thought I had no more stories to tell. Then my mother called. So now, a brainstorming session and a couple cups of coffee later, I diverge from my normal track of scout stories and tales of chance encounters …
I'm normally a pretty mellow guy. I've never been in trouble with the law, and every time I found trouble in school, it was due to a mischievous friend or another external factor, and that's the way I like it: I don't mess with the rules, so I never have had to worry about them. …
This is my "Welcome to college" story. I'm sure everyone has one. That story that after, the only thing that seems right to say is "Whelp. Welcome to College." For me, this story happened to find me via a very flamboyant bisexual model with cheekbones that could cut into your soul. In the interest of …
Friends, I believe it is high time I told the story of the roommate that nobody wanted. Beware, however, there are details in this story that will confuse, confound, and quite possibly disgust the more sensitive readers among you. Do not be ashamed if you do feel queasy, nauseous, or like you have to take a shower immediately. It is only natural.
Whippersnapper Balderdash 