Author Archives: Wilbur

Hairspray, Times Square, and Street Fairs

I woke up early Sunday morning to the honking of cars rushing by the inn. I took a quick shower (in the dark) and went downstairs to Nanna’s Treats, a little breakfast nook below the inn. After David woke, we … Continue reading

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Upon my arrival . . .

As David peered out of the window amazed as the buildings grew bigger and the ants became people. An image caught my eye, that of a graveyard increasing in size until the gravestones filled the entire view out the airplane’s … Continue reading

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New York, New York . . .

Thursday, Clai and I met at 2:30 pm to present our papers to each other. Both of us needed serious work, though Clai could have finished his if he had not got distracted by a curious problem with the use … Continue reading

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Y’all come back now y’hear

Folks I now live in the swamp. On a daily basis, I greet the rabbits and other nameless critters. Its strange how comfortable I am now at the house. I thought it would be odd to be sleeping in the … Continue reading

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Where’s Wilbur?

Well Wilbur is working and writing papers and getting ready to move and other mundane bullshit. So where is Wilbur planning on moving? Glad you asked. Im moving into my late grandparents home down in Bancker. Where is Bancker you … Continue reading

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Evaluations . . .

I received my evaluations last week. I had been anticipating them since the end of last year, but by the time they came around, I had completely forgotten about them. In the vain of my regular posts, I will now … Continue reading

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Nick Berg, or why I want a vasectumy . . .

with all that is happening in Iraq, with all the video and images being presented to us, I cant help but wonder what we would have seen if the technology of our media was around during WWI? If anyone could … Continue reading

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Deleted Excerpts from emails . . .

(I think Dr Dorwick was correct. I am not cut out for this. I am seriously considering giving up. I dont seem to be able to meet the demands of academia. I feel like I am just wasting everyone’s time. … Continue reading

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What the fuck are we doing? Have we lost are fucking minds?

(remembering March 20th, 2003) Our president launched this war with the promise to the Iraqi people of “no more torture chambers and rape rooms. The tyrant will soon be gone.” Robert Scheer: When We’re the Evildoers in Iraq Now at … Continue reading

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Wisely, End of Semester, Phil, and other assorted shit flavoured crap I am dealing with . . .

Out of all the professors Ive met at UL, there are only a few that I would care to keep in touch with after I am finished with my MA Thesis. Ian Kinsella: Instructor of courses based in English and … Continue reading

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