This is the fourth in a series of posts on philosophy.
Last year, struggling to understand an especially dense philosophical paper, I was reminded of my youthful efforts to decode poets like Emily Dickinson and Wallace Stevens.
This is the fourth in a series of posts on philosophy.
Last year, struggling to understand an especially dense philosophical paper, I was reminded of my youthful efforts to decode poets like Emily Dickinson and Wallace Stevens.
Hi, friends. How are you all doing? Well, I hope, but there is a lot going on. Did you have many midterms this week?
By the time this article publishes, I will have already turned twenty — well, for all of two days, anyways.
I expected to be more excited than I actually am, but I’ve also seen that the older that I’ve gotten, the more birthdays have turned into more of an obligatory social commitment and a biological timekeeping mechanism, rather than a real celebration of sorts.
This week I’m going to take influence from Soccernomics and take a look at a sabermetric approach to soccer. Specifically, why aren’t more clubs embracing the data revolution in soccer?
I suspect most of my readers know the typical ups and downs of the different ways of getting from Hoboken to the city.
This is the third in a series of posts on philosophy.
It must irk philosophers that any idiot thinks he can do what they do.
Fashion Week began in New York on February 9 and will end in Paris on March 8. Regardless of whether they’re in NY, London, Milan, or Paris, designers around the world are sharing a sneak peak of what to expect for Fall and Winter in 2017.
Yeah. Of course.
I’ve been meaning to write about this topic for a while. I tell myself that I don’t have to talk about it; I can just avoid the subject and keep going on with my life, but I’m getting so tired.
I’m not the most devout Catholic (sorry, mom). Even though I was born and raised in a super Catholic Irish family, went to church every Sunday growing up, and even graduated from a Catholic high school, my application for sainthood would be denied faster than someone trying to get a seat on the Red Line during peak hours.
This week’s food review is special for two reasons. First, it’s one of the first reviews that I’ll be submitting late to my editor (loljk Maryia don’t fire me yet).