A Pug Named Banker When I was 9 years old, my friend Andrew wanted a pug named Banker and I was so impressed by his dream that I made it my own. What exactly was so special about his dream? Pugs are cute, but not the "top dogs" on the totem pole
Six Years of "George Food Reviews" Over six years ago, I began posting on my Instagram account. But why? "Out of boredom," some guessed. "A love for humor," others claimed. "He did it for the money," said my mom. Was it a secret obsession with food? A superiority complex? An
Why I moved to Maine I moved to Maine two weeks ago and I still haven't seen a single moose. Where are they? "WATCH FOR MOOSE IN ROADWAY" proclaimed a sign, right over the border from NH into Maine. And oh boy, did I watch. I watched and waited. But no
My First Internship Hello and welcome back. This post features the water cooler in my office. It is plain and simple, like a No. 2 pencil. It is cliche and unoriginal, like your Tumblr blog from 2017. And last but not least, it is boring and unfulfilling, like my job, at which I
Cheersin' It is too early to get out of bed this morning. My alarm has gone off six times, and I've been wide awake for over an hour. In this essay, I will explain why it is too early to get out of bed. To begin, my room is
