University Press XIII

Hello and welcome to the thirteenth post of University Press.

When I awoke this morning, I had no idea that reviewing this week would be so damn depressing. First that shooting in that Portland mall on Wednesday and then the school shooting on Friday. It's quite saddening. But that is the world we live in. Sometimes it is great, other times, shitty as fuck.

And as The Onion wrote earlier today, "“I’m sorry, but I can’t fucking do this. Can you? Can anyone?”"

Tornado

While standing in my kitchen staring out a window, I heard sirens blasting. Not sure why, but I got on tumblr and just wrote this stanza. 

The White Stuff

As the blonde meteorologist on ABC's Good Morning America said this morning, "For the first time this season, Dallas has more snow on the ground than Chicago."

Say what?!

Driving Mr. Rodriguez

I don't even know how this dream happened.
I haven't thought about Mr. Rodriguez since I messaged him the day before Thanksgiving.
My mind is a vault of delicate memories and insight.
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