Author: Bri

After a tragically long trip home from Rome, my roommate Colton and I got into a fight. We always get into fights when we’re exhausted, because we both have very strong (and usually, opposite) opinions about things. It’s fine, it doesn’t affect our friendship. We’re pretty much resigned to the fact that the majority of our relationship is disagreeing with each other. But this time the debate really hit home, because he was tearing into a major pillar of my existence- YouTube musicians. Continue reading “The best of YouTube’s musicians” →

I have a tendency to romanticize things. And by things in this case, I mean people. Every night, because it takes me so long to get to sleep, I like to invent a story for myself to pass the time before I finally actually fall asleep. Sometimes these stories will last for a month or two, just because the background and scenario is so much fun to think about. For example, the latest one is about me traveling through Europe and anonymously blogging about the experiences. I’m living off the advertising on said blog, and I just met Liam Aiken in Paris (he’s just a normal person in this scenario, mind you. Also, don’t judge me). Once, I was on the Enterprise and had to help the crew defeat an Ender’s Game-like hive mind enemy. I also spent some time on the Battlestar Galactica, surpassing everyone’s expectations on board and becoming one of the youngest Viper pilots ever. That sort of thing. Continue reading “Long time no speak” →

So I didn’t post any blogs all of last week. I know, I know. And I had been doing SO WELL. (Sort of) It’s interesting, though, that the things that take the longest, videos, are what I’m completely consistent in. I don’t think I’ve missed a video in over a year. That is pretty impressive. It’s also really dragging my harddrive through the rocks. Poor little guy. Continue reading “Shame on me” →

Inherently, going to a liberal arts college means you’re going to have at least one pretentious professor. They might be a science professor who thinks they’re so much smarter than everyone else, or they might be an arts professor that things they’re so much more cultured than anyone else. Bottom line is, they’re pretentious, and I submit that this pretension ruins learning. But because we’re all going to deal with it at one point, I thought I’d write a little how to post regarding them. Continue reading “HOW TO: deal with pretention in professors” →

During my playwriting class last semester, we were charged with writing a complete 2-4 minute play set in an unusual location. Mine was set in my school’s music practice rooms, that are about 6’x8′ big, a piano taking up 3/4 of the space. That might be slightly hyperbolic, but take it from me, they are small. And because it was me, I wrote about a zombie apocalypse. Of course, there was a bit more to it than that, but the important things to take away are these: I wrote a mini-play set during a zombie apocalypse and jammed about ten people into the only rooms on campus smaller than in the freshman dorms. Continue reading “Brains” →