Thursday, May 29, 2014
I, like most kids, was obsessed with the ice cream truck. Whenever my brother and I heard that classic melody nearby, we’d run upstairs and grab a handful of coins from our Dad’s dresser. Technically stealing, but I see it as borrowing. And I’ve repaid him in blog mentions, so we’re even.
The ice cream was obviously a high point, but I was also in love with this gum you could buy that had a...
Thursday, May 1, 2014
I once had an Amazon package stolen from in front of my apartment door. I’d ordered “The Snowy Day” and “Harold and the Purple Crayon” (only the two best books ever) for my boss’ baby shower, though as I stood there realizing they’d been snatched from under me, I related far more to “Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.”
Still, I have to think the joke’s on them. There has...
Thursday, March 20, 2014
The first day of my high school French II class, the teacher turned to me and said, “Comment allez-vous?” (Translation: How are you?)
“J’em appelle Lauren,” I replied. (Translation: My name is Lauren.)
The teacher seemed confused—most likely because I couldn’t understand the most basic French after a full year—and shook her head. “Comment allez-vous?” she repeated.
“J’EM APPELLE LAUREN.”
Monday, March 10, 2014
For those of you who missed the 2014 NAA Student Housing Conference & Exposition last week in Las Vegas, not to worry—we have your coverage. I mean, you should worry a little—you missed an amazing conference, including some very photogenic General Session speakers, amazing breakout sessions and the general shenanigans that come with Vegas—but you’ll just have to rely on me until you can...