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Top 5: UT Memories

Well, the regular season has come to a close for my beloved Volunteers. Needless to say, it was a tough one, but we knew it would be as soon as That Last Guy ditched in the middle of the night…

Chaos Revisited

Turns out, I have strong circumstantial evidence that North Korean officials read my blog. Before I get started, thank you for reading. As you may recall, I stated previously that North Korea is part Dr. Evil, part Wille E. Coyote;…

Blast from the Past: The China Chronicles Part 2

Preemptive editors note: This article? Complete crap. This is the second column I wrote in the summer of 2005 for The Daily Beacon. Read it at your own risk, and keep in mind I was fighting a nasty sinus infection…

Top 5: Side 1, Track 1

So, I could not in good faith start a series of “Top 5s” without paying omage to the movie (and to a far lesser extent, the book) that inspired me, High Fidelity. For those of you unaware, John Cusack’s character,…

November, in all its Glory

So, it’s been awhile since my last post, and not out of laziness or lack of anything to talk about. In fact, two weeks ago today I sat down and wrote a blog entry that I never posted for a…

Japan, Korean Style

One of the truly great and under-appreciated aspects of dog ownership is the ability to become extremely well-versed in the local landscape through routine walks. While out with Sydney, I frequently passed a Japanese restaurant that looked quite lovely from…

Busan: A Series of Fortunate Events

As of Wednesday I will have been offically living in Korea for two months. Apart from my day trip to the DMZ (which is really only marginally outside of Seoul), I’ve not left the city at all. So I needed…

Blast from the Past: The China Chronicles, Part 1

The following is an installment of a recently rediscovered series of columns written for The Daily Beacon, UT’s Student Newspaper, during the summer of 2005. Columnist returns to China Guest Editorial –Monday, June 20, 2005 issue I have very strict…

The Process

Today was one of those days. A true slog: fighting against my rebelling, not-yet-recovered body, dozens of dirty, screaming kids, and clerical and scheduling errors in the curriculum that left me scrambling all day. While I could write a full…

The DMZ

I’ve been raking my brain to try and think of good ways to describe what I saw today. There’s really no good way to go about it, but I’ll do my best. My trip to the DMZ (Demilitarized Zone) was…