How to Be an Undergraduate Again

Our instructor faced the class, arms crossed over his chest, stern face piercing us all into extraordinary guilt. Most of us had bombed the latest French quiz – a pop quiz, mind you –  and he adopted that distinct teacherly Not Pleased tone....

Software University?

When I take notes on books I’m reading, I’ve got comments and sub-comments. The comments are of the most mundane variety: I flag down quotes, make note of important moments, and process through key concepts. The typical stuff. The sub-comments, however,...

Make it New

I’m a little self-conscious about the title of this post, mostly because I don’t intend to talk Ezra Pound or Modernism here and in fact, I find both the poet and the movement a little tiresome. This is for a number of reasons, primary of which is the...