Oberlin Blogs

Purple potatoes, more cinnamon rolls, and why D&D is a conceptual model.

It's possible to teach English, completely in English, to people who speak no English.

Looking back on a winter filled with books and histories, I think the award for creepiest anecdote goes to Charles de Lint, and his story of a creature who lived in refrigerators and sucked the yolk out of eggs. If the human in residence then refused to buy any more eggs, the creature would move out of the fridge and on to the vitreous fluid in said human's eyeballs. Good times.

Although not a Winter Term on the West Coast, unfortunately.

For three and a half weeks, we've slipped into an archaic apprenticeship system and become printer's devils. When else could I do something like this, if not during Winter Term?

There was also a bonus piece to the puzzle that they could collect if they found Bigfoot and told him some facts about himself.

Rue made cookies. We decorated them. Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.

The idea is simple. I have to make one thing every day - anything from a wolf hat with headphones sewn into the brim to the slightly ambiguous "important arrangements."

That's right, Florida is the best place to spend Winter Term.

Winter Term co-ops and cinnamon rolls! Includes lots and lots of process pictures, a la Ma'ayan.

I'm on campus working on making pedagogical-but-not-pedantic, extremely low-budget videos on various physics demonstrations with physics professor Aaron Santos. It bridges the gap nicely between humanities and science.

Winter Term still has the delightful feel of space and possibility that I am sure it was designed to have by the brilliant, counter-cultural minds that came up with it some time in the 1970s.