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It's Just a Little Puppy

There are a lot of things I said I  wouldn't  do in my life that  I've  done. I said that I  wouldn't  quit exercising regularly after I stopped playing sports, that I  wouldn't  be a hack writer all of my life, and that I  wouldn't  be working a part-time job at 27 with two useless college degrees. Luckily these are things I can still change. This weekend I will do something that I can’t undo. When my wife and I go home for Christmas, we will choose one of these four puppies: Having a dog  isn't  that big of a deal. Having a dog live IN my house is a big deal for me. You see, I like a neat and clean house. Being married and cleaning up after two people has required enough adjusting. A puppy living inside will challenge the very core of inner neat freak. I’m also allergic to a plethora of things. Dogs? I have no idea—I will find out shortly. With that in mind, here’s a list of things concerning my dog that I will NOT DO: 1. Let it live i

Three 90s TV Shows (and One Show Enters the Defining Debate)

I’ve long debated with myself whether  Saved by the Bell  or  Boy Meets World  is the defining show of my adolescent. This is an important question, one I will address in writing someday. However, while talking with a few friends last night, a forgotten show from my childhood entered the debate: Clarissa Explains It All. A quick synopsis of how our conversation made it to Melissa Joan Hart (xoxo). If I remember correctly, someone said, “Get it right.” For whatever reason that sparked my memory and I asked anyone if they knew where this line was from: “Now get it right or pay the price.” There was a brief pause, but it didn’t take long. (Sorry to rat you out, guys) Someone started singing from the beginning, “Camp Anawanna, we hold you in hearts…” Soon enough we were all singing along. In case you don’t have any idea what I’m talking about (and although I couldn’t blame you, I would pity your childhood), the aforementioned line is from the Nickelodeon show  Salute Your Shorts .

A Quarter-Life Crisis

I’m having a quarter-life crisis. It’s a real thing ( I think), and it’s becoming increasingly more relevant in our society as the stages of development continue to evolve—the stage of life between 18 and 25ish is now being called “arrested adulthood” or “emerging adulthood,” just to name a couple of theories. Children no longer leave home at 18 to find a job and start a family. Instead, after graduating high school, “pre-adults” (which is a stage that actually lasts longer, until 30 or so, according Kay Hymowitx) struggle with extended periods of schooling, relationships that have become convoluted because of technology, and an economy that makes it difficult to get started and find a path out of debt. Now we start our adult lives in our mid-to-late twenties, already cynical and disillusioned with the process. By the time we find a partner and a job, we immediately begin questioning if we’ve made the right choices. We ask ourselves if we wasted the last four (or seven or more) year

The Wrath of BP (and Attributing Information on Facebook)

Photo by Clinton Lewis, WKU photographer Kentucky, Tennessee, and Arkansas State have something in common: all three failed to hire Bobby Petrino as their next head football coach. By the way, UK, UT, and ASU might want to glance at their football schedules for next year. Guess who shows up on all three schedules? Bobby Petrino and his Western Kentucky Hilltoppers. I have a feeling that BP will have something specially prepared for each university that spurned him. Beware of September 7, 2013, Butch Jones. WKU makes a lot of sense for BP. He spent four years coaching in Kentucky at the University of Louisville—it was where he landed his first head coaching job and where he made a name for himself nationally. BP said in the press conference that he and his wife “consider this coming home,” but we know he’s full of it and will leave WKU as soon as he can (just ask ASU fans about coming home). My guess is that BP couldn’t turn down three chances at revenge (probably more li