One of the classes I’m taking this quarter is Phil 20, intro to moral philosophy. Of which I know nothing. The class assignments are all writing (and I’ve never done phil writing before), including several response papers to our reading. They’re not supposed to be polished, and probably don’t even have to be right, but […]
Two weeks ago, I gave my practice presentation on the research I had done for the RBA below. The day after that, I went into San Francisco with my sister to a Ben Folds concert. I happen to be a big Ben Folds fan, but until then, I had never seen him live. Which is […]
(Here’s my RBA for my writing class, the Rhetoric of Research. Unfortunately, I didn’t work through it as much as I had wanted and am not entirely confident in the depth of my research and the validity of my thesis, but I’m not horribly embarrassed of it, so read if you care. Any comments are […]
Not All Parody: The Treatment of Musicals in The Simpsons and Family Guy After a long, tough day, you come home to your couch and television just in time for The Simpsons: good humor, with both high parody and dirty jokes from the outrageous Simpsons life. Instead, the episode “All Singing, All Dancing” begins, a […]
It’s the 1930s in the United States. The Great Depression and confusing times continue. Through this, one man has perfect vision: Aaron Maglue. Aaron, a professional detective, inhabits a city rife with crime, mysteries abound. On a slow day, however, a woman comes into his office, claiming her appliances are trying to kill her. Seconds […]
“I trusted you,” I said to James. He sat across from me, head hung, sitting in a small room coming to a plea bargain. Lawyers waited outside for us to finish our personal business. “I thought you were my man, my assistant, my James. You were the one person who I knew could go through […]
Several days later, and things had changed. James was gone, back to work. I had no leads, no human suspects, no idea what would happen next. All I had was the yellow liquid before me, and in my stomach and blood. “’ey, Aaron, ‘ows it goin’?” Lizzy stood before me, with her basket of apples […]
“No doubt about it, it was the shock that killed her,” he cackled. Julian was a good friend of mine—and by good friend, I mean I thought he was positively loony. He once told me that it had been his dream since elementary school to be a mortician. But it’s a good fit. He’s very […]
He brought a plate of pastries into the room where we sat, and I eagerly helped myself to one while he began his discourse. “My name ees Raoul, and I knew Rachel very well. I should have known zees would happen. “Rachel came to me several deys ago, telling me hair toaster was trying to […]
“Aaron, you didn’t tell me it was Rachel!” James exclaimed as he stopped the truck. “She was always such a dear. I delivered her milk every other day. On the days she was here to receive it, she always had a smile for me.” He hung his head in despair as we walked up to […]