April 4, 1840- My word, the Princeton boys just buried me in a field behind that old hall of theirs… what was it called? Ah, well, I’m sure the Rutgers chaps have quite the elaborate prank planned; what a shame…
There are many campus publications that give suggestions on how America or other countries should be run; they provide a much-needed voice for the Ivy League elitist constituency that is so often ignored in our government. (One wonders what a…
I was surprised to see that the New Yorker rejected my short story yet again. I thought I really had a chance this time. However, it was pleasant to see that they changed the format of the letter: February 2nd,…