Recess Column

Recess Column

March 04, 2010

If anything miraculous ever happened to me, it happened to my breasts—their saga worthy of their own Lifetime movie classic.

February 25, 2010

What word makes everything instantly worse? It starts with a “W” and ryhmes with winter. That’s right, winter. I hate this season. I came to Duke to escape this icy wench, but she’s even colder and wetter here.

February 18, 2010

Although all of us may believe we’re pursuing particular members of the opposite sex during our weekend exploits, the reality is we’re merely chasing orgasms.

The hook-up culture—though a loathsome term that unsystematically generalizes an entire sexual dogma—is nothing if not a doctrine defined by the precedence of carnal pleasure over romantic and emotional connection.

February 11, 2010

Last week I learned my grandma was reading my column. She didn’t know who the author was until the horrifying conclusion upon which she said to my mom, “Susie, I thought Jackie wanted to work for NBC. Sounds like he wants to burn that mother down!” Hey, just cause I’ve dreamt of something my whole life doesn’t mean I can’t defecate all over it.

February 04, 2010

In the heat of the moment, my boyfriend won’t let me anywhere near his earlobe. His reflex is so strong, even a sneak attack will send his head veering towards safer territory. I have created a Pavlovian response to a harmless nibble.

To erase my confusion over his aversion to biting, my boyfriend emulated the strength of my bite on my ear. After watching my life flash before my eyes, the issue was less perplexing. My boyfriend’s bottom line: “I don’t want you to ‘Mike Tyson’ me.”

January 28, 2010

This just in: Jay Leno was struck by a train when his Model T Ford stalled on the tracks. Witnesses say the conductor had plenty of room to stop but instead chose to speed up and could be heard yelling some obscenity, though it was drowned out by the laughter of the onlookers. He will be survived only by his barren wife and a soulless mechanical litter of offspring—an extensive car collection. Cold and subhuman, they take after their father.

January 21, 2010

Sometimes, I feel like I’ve made my way back across the Atlantic to an alien planet.

I was never more acutely aware of my return to Duke until I strapped on a pair of roller skates and attempted to traverse a rink coated in spilled beer without emptying my own Solo cup. The roller-skating date function is one of those peculiar Duke institutions that mixes highly dangerous activities with funny costumes, and thus ultimately results in pictures you later regret made it on Facebook.