Oberlin Blogs

The Green Referendum; I don't entirely live here anymore, but I don't entirely not live here either; and why Barnardians aren't allowed microwaves in their rooms.

A nutshell of the rest of my Social Justice Institute experience, complete with gender-neutral pronouns and a definition of counternarratives.

How I accidentally minored in Politics and loved it.

In this post: on-campus fall breaks, laziness, pan-seared steak recipes, Spike Jonze v. Spike Lee, Oberlin Levittown, a shameless plug for the Wilder Voice website, cornfields, yes, that's right, more on cornfields.

This week, I gave a tour to the direct descendant of John F. Oberlin. In my head, I pictured an irritated blond, infuriated by my foolish blathering and my inability to discuss Oberlin achievements in conversational French. (Warning: Entry includes bears.)

"Let's go on a roadtrip over fall break! We shouldn't make any plans - just get into the car and go!" "The South! I've never really been there, and I've always wanted to."

How movies have forever skewed my view of competitive sports.

The drugs, plus several more days of going to bed at grandma hours, eventually cured me.

Adventures in domesticated living.

The life of a scholar is truly fulfilling, both in the mind and the belly.

One of the benefits of working at a college or university is having access to some of the best writers, scientists, academicians, researchers, musicians, artists, social reformers, environmentalists, and politicians of the day.

Setting: Science Center Atrium, Thursday, October 15, Midterm week. Joe begins typing his 5th page of a roughly 6-page paper...