An old saying is that “Rules are meant to be broken,” but that’s really not the case. Whatever the particular motivation behind any given rule may be, though, the rationale is never that the rule gets broken. Despite that fact, rules are frequently broken, and today, for a certain class of third graders, one particular rule was about to be just that. Broken.
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The internet is a beast. It’s rapidly changed the way we live our lives, particularly in that it has entirely streamlined communication. No longer must you wait to get your news fix until the next day’s paper comes out. No longer do military servicemen need to wait weeks to receive letters from their loved ones back home. No longer must you Read more [...] 
Hair. Science-forsaken hair. It's everywhere in my bathroom. It’s sprinkled all over the edges of my porcelain tub, as well as the rim of my toilet, right over the Gerber stamp where the backboard meets the hoop. Shaving clippings cover both the top of my sink and the floor below, all while let’s-just-be-safe-and-call-it-leg hair is caked 
I guess what it comes down to is what kind of person you are. Do you play down to your competition, or do you do your best every time? Do you do only what is asked of you, or do you perform as well as you can no matter what your expectations are? Here's a question: what do you get paid for?Do you get paid to do the best job you possibly can? Or is it something else? 
So many ideas throughout history, ideas which were universally accepted in the past, are now so comically and obviously incorrect that it seems impossible that we believed them in the first place. This phenomenon is so prevalent throughout the annals of the past, as well as the present, that it also seems impossible to have faith in anything that we currently believe. 
I graduated from Lafayette College in the spring of 2010, and spent the early part of the summer on the couch of my childhood home, applying for a few jobs and watching a lot of the 2010 World Cup in South Africa. As I write this Blogcat over 2 years later, a few aspects of that footie tournament stand out in my memory. 
This past Saturday, a 77 year old man died in a Munich hospital. His name was Albert Joseph Maria Franz-Xavier, a name which will not only fail to resonate with the vast majority of the people reading this, but with the vast majority of people worldwide. The truth is that Albert was an irrelevant figure, whose death will be unheralded outside of 
At this point in my life, politics is just not something that I’m particularly interested in. Things may change as I age, but at this point I just don’t care. I live in D.C., arguably the political capitol of the world, and could not give less of a shit. I am not up to date on anything that is going on. What ever happened to that guy with the 
Today my girlfriend Anna asked me to accompany her to her Speech Language Pathology clinic so that she could get some work done. Since I didn’t have anything else on my plate, I figured I’d tag along (wait, how did I end up being the one driving?) and use the time to write something for this glorious website of ours.