It’s opening day! That’s what my baseball metaphor disposed philosophy professor would always say. For the rest of us students, it’s MTSU’s first day of fall semester. It feels like fall too—a much-welcomed 75 degrees. I’m ready to hit this semester out of the park—bring it on…(Read More)
Pre-Tour Prep My undergrad days are setting like a golden sun peeking through a leafy green edifice of future term papers. MTSU’s fall semester starts next week, and I’m just as excited as a freshman dreaming of a parking spot near campus. Oh yeah, I can already feel the rush. Summertime Daze…(Read More)
“You had your chance in the music business,” she said. I think if she had stabbed me in the heart with a German kitchen knife, it couldn’t have hurt any worse…(Read More)
I still recall the terror I felt writing my first philosophy paper. I had just gotten off a major road gig, where most of my time was spent staring out the window of a Prevost tour bus into the darkness, speeding towards the next concrete and steel stadium or arena, where the routine mirrored the…(Read More)