Oberlin Blogs

Adventures in babysitting, feeding live crickets to frogs, and the things people will tell you when you're walking a dog.

The fairy godmothers are actually hillbillies, the prince is something of a dud, and the mice are a lot more concerned about where they're going to get their next meal than about anything that's going on with Cinderella.

Inside: Karl's summer internship at the Bread & Butter Collective, a silkscreen studio run by Oberlin alums, and all things related.

I live in a beautiful part of the world. Outside, there are trees and Puget Sound; inside, there are approximately 4,000 books and a family of clever, quirky people.

I've always liked "This Land is Your Land," mainly because in first grade we were allowed to use the pointer to point out things like the redwood forests and the gulf stream waters.

This is my second summer in Oberlin. It's quiet. Calm. Let's say, the campus wears a different face in the summer.

An explanation of various conceptual categories, mostly related to SF Hall, delivered with my trademark wit and witticism. Bonus: further photographic evidence that I was a very strange child!

Why the semester you don't spend in Oberlin can be the most valuable part of your Oberlin education. For one thing, it raises the stakes.

On stereotypes, underlying truths, how college is different from high school, and why we are (and aren't) a hipster school.

Travels in Europe pt. 2: The challenges of luggage and language and dealing with normal life things, like food.

What do you do when you're broke and working an unpaid internship? Hint: begging your parents for money is only step one.

I could not spell to save my life until about fourth grade. This didn't stop me from trying to get across fairly complex ideas--but vowels, apparently, were optional. (Funny photos at the bottom!)