Wesley

Well, I find myself compelled, through another random conversation with the Usual Suspect, to start a new blog. Truth be told, I haven't updated my WordPress in ages (mostly from a serious lack of creative endeavors) and my Livejournal seems to be a Deadjournal. My last paper journal entry is from Jan. of 2009- the night the Steelers and Cardinals won their respective Conference Championships (Go Pittsburgh. Ben is a womanizing ass, but I sure love what he pulls off in the pocket. Make a 'that's what she said joke' and I'll de-pocket you).

All of those last journal entries have one thing in common with each other: Wesley Hall of Albion College. Present budget crisis aside, I love my undergrad institution, and I certainly love the building I called home for my junior, senior, and student teaching years. It's ironic that the Freshman Residence Hall ended up being home, as I avoided it with a fiery passion my freshman year. But Wesley has special magic like that. It brings together people and things that would, in any other place and time, never come together.

Not everything written in this blog was written in Wesley Hall. Most of it was probably written in various academic buildings across Albion's Campus as I sat in class, pretending to listen to a professor. Worse, pretending I'd read the assignment for class that day, instead of wandering around Wesley till all hours of the night, socializing with my awesome residents. Oh, let's face it, I was probably with my staff, creating more mischief than we ever stopped. Anyway. While the writing did not come into existence during my years in the prettiest building on Albion's campus, you can believe that those years have influenced the writings. Enjoy.