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And Then The (Slightly More Polite) Call of “Please Help”

“Let us remember that, as much has been given us, much will be expected from us, and that true homage comes from the heart as well as from the lips, and shows itself in deeds.” — Theodore Roosevelt

“Why are all of them here?” — Vicky

Enjoying the Thanksgiving holiday…

The Naked Dog No One Ordered

“What’ll ya have?” The cashier asked the scripted question to seemingly no one in particular, looking right past my dad, Will and me and instead to the back of the growing line behind us.

It was the service I could always expect at The Varsity — seemingly annoyed at your…

Convinced Every New Turn Was The Way Back Home

The weather was perfect, and the view of the courtyard from my seat at El Cuadro was beautiful. A large Peruvian flag draped down from atop a grey stone building on one side of the square, and a light breeze funnelled through the covered patio where our table was located…

Rising Tempers at the Local Trampoline Park

After my freshman year of college, I spent the summer working as a court monitor for a trampoline park.

When describing my job, I always said it was similar to being a lifeguard — and in principle it was. I was always positioned off to the side of the trampolines…

A Horrifying Tale of Indifference

“There’s proper acclaim given to confessional, self-relavatory, sometimes dark writing or performing or stand-up or whatever it is. And there’s a lot of proper acclaim given to how relavatory that is. But there are things that people ignore in observational humor or just jokes that seem small where you go…

Confusion and Dehydration in the Utah Desert

The Bartender’s Advice

My cousin Jackson and I coasted into the Escalante, Utah, RV park after an eventful day in Zion National Park — a day that saw us climb two-point-something miles into the sky and inch across the edge of a cliff on the way to one of the most breathtaking views…

The Steep Price of a Cheap Trophy

It was early on a Saturday morning, and I was getting ready to go to school. Everyone in my family was, actually.

It was the day of the Family Fun Run, a brief race that began (way too early, if you ask me) in the Midland Academy Elementary School parking…

Using My Crippling Social Awkwardness as a Lesson in Humility

Jittery Joe’s at The University of Georgia’s Miller Learning Center (via mlc.uga.edu)

Every so often — no matter the ascending amount of successes we may enjoy in life during any given era, or the impervious nature we so often assume during times of continuous triumph — something always comes along to remind us that we are, in fact, imperfect. Something always comes…

Tommy Boyd

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