An Epic Ballade of Texas

Do Not Ball In These Shoes I am anticipating an approaching apparel crisis, unless someone can help me. You see, a few years ago I bought a pair of And1 street shoes, which were just the greatest shoes I have ever worn. A year or two later, I was fortunate enough to get an identical second pair to replace my aging first pair. Now, however, as I once again near shoe-replacement time, this particular shoe seems to have disappeared, both from internet and brick-and-mortar stores. So this is my request: if anyone happens to be shopping and they see a pair of shoes like the ones below (preferably in blue), please let me know immediately. I am looking for a size 9 ½. Thanks! Trying To Ford the River, My Oxen Died One day, on my usual trek to lab, I paused at a little rock monument and found that it was a marker for the Oregon Trail . Apparently the trail went right through what is now the university. Little did I know that almost every day I had been walking down a little piec...

Upon moving into my condo, it struck me for the first time that I have never personally owned my own TV. In fact, the living room felt a little bit naked without one sitting there. So I told myself that as soon as I started missing television, I would go out and buy one. Well guess what? Three months later… and I still don’t miss it a lick. In fact, I find I have more fun now without it. By way of illustration, here is an overly-exaggerated comparison of an evening at the Jayhawker Towers (which had a TV) and an evening at the condo (which doesn’t): On a stereotypical evening in at the Jayhawker Towers , I would get back from class and Flynn would be watching Law & Order. I would catch the tail end of it, then watch about half of the following episode before remembering what a depressing waste of time Law & Order really is. I would then go off to my room to get a bit of homework done. Soon I would be distracted by the sound of Flynn watching some random college ...