Oberlin Blogs

Oberlin doesn't have ideal running weather all the time, but there are truly beautiful days, usually in the fall or early spring. We had a string of these last week and I decided to document my Sunday jog with a camera.

London is such an inexhaustible city that there's never going to be enough time to feel you've seen it all.

Oberlin's dirty secret, and why it must be stopped.

The point of all this idealistic, semi-ideological rambling is to say that there's something a little bit broken about the way that paying for college works right now. My would-never-work-but-what-if solutions to the problem include direct loans from colleges to students and a tithe system.

And now we delve into one of the strangest, most exhilarating nights of my time here at Oberlin.

And by "the edge," I mean Mudd, 2 AM.

I'm leaving Oberlin for a semester, if not a year, and it's got me thinking again about what it means to be home. Over Winter Term I found a home in Monteverde, temporary, but a home nonetheless; and before I get all maudlin about leaving Oberlin, I wanted to share some snapshots of a beautiful month.

Yep, sometimes it hurts to be sensitive.

For those of you who got here by googling "Oberlin Super Smash major" you're at the right place. Read on.

Through the magic of circus networks and the hard work of our administrators, OCircus! was able to offer heavily-discounted tickets and a free bus ride to Cleveland to Oberlin students who wanted to go see Cirque du Soleil. Of course everyone did.

Some memories and advice about visiting campuses.

In which my hesitancy in both precludes me from a career in either.