“Quelcy, Like the Pretzel”
January 2009 This is Ken. I met Ken at a party at 239 Brown Street in Philadelphia, or if you recall, what I like to call "Quelcadelphia!" I only knew…
January 2009 This is Ken. I met Ken at a party at 239 Brown Street in Philadelphia, or if you recall, what I like to call "Quelcadelphia!" I only knew…
January 2009 When I was younger and my birthday rolled around, one of my favorite treats to bring to school was self-filled cupcakes. Back then, my mom made them for…
I've mentioned it here and there, but Paris is worth a more significant stroll down memory lane. I spent six months there in 2008 and a few other short visits,…
October 2008 My roommate had been preparing for a community review of her urban planning proposal. The class had been assigned an impoverished neighborhood of Pittsburgh as their site for…
October 2008 There was a professor who had a Dodge, and that Dodge was well known around the Architecture school. There was a student of the Dodge professor who liked…
September 2008 For years now, I have lamented my musical memory. I have a hard enough time keeping band names in my head but associating them to randomly playing songs? …
September 2008 Gravity had been pulling me into friendships with boys. I say “boys” in keeping with my older sister's claim: males are not “men” until age thirty-six. It follows…
September 2008 With social media tools such as Facebook, the concept of the yearbook will probably, if not already, become one of those relic references of the generations who will…