September 17th, 2011 It was supposed to be a lazy Saturday filled with no adventure. Perhaps I wouldn’t even leave the house. In a rare move, my three kids had ignored the call of the sun and had slept all the way until 9. In my experience the end of a Saturday often has nothing …

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Two responses from this semester that I feel best represent my work are, On the Road without an iPhone and Only Real When Shared.  The first argues that Kerouac’s On the Road is less of a literary work and more of a journal log.  My main point is that although it offers a fascinating glimpse at …

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