Like most college students, I spent a lot of time at the bar. There were a bunch of bars all along Grand River Avenue, some better than others. There were frat bars and douchy bars and dance clubs, but my favorite was a pub called the Peanut Barrel. I liked the Peanut Barrel for several …
Back when I was freshman at Michigan State University, the Princeton Review ranked my school as the number three party school in the country. It was all the talk around campus, as people debated the dubious distinction. I thought it was unfair, since most of the other highly-ranked party schools weren’t known for the academics. …
Back in college I had what I called the “Holy Triangle”: the three places I spent the bulk of my day. There was Espresso Royale Coffee, Berkey Hall and a bar called the Peanut Barrel. It was a 30-second walk between each of these places, and I spent my days going back and forth between …
I still remember my first day of college. I got up early and rode my bike across campus. Along the way, I stopped at a pedestrian bridge over the Red Cedar River, watching people come and go on a beautiful autumn morning. There was just something amazing about the hustle and bustle of the first …
We had problems in the Academic Assembly. Many problems, in fact. It was student government, after all. We were there to solve problems. But we couldn’t seem to solve our biggest problem of all: apathy. Nobody cared about the Academic Assembly. Half of the student body didn’t vote. The other half didn’t know we even …
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