A better kind of email signoff

I, like most people, have an email account. In fact, I have multiple email accounts between my personal, my dummy account, my work account, and all of the accounts given to my by the likes of my domain name host, my ISP, and more. I, like most people, have for years signed off my emails…

You’re spreading your bread spreads wrong

Ladies, gentlemen, and beings across all points along the spectrum. This: Is a spoon. Well. Three spoons to be exact. But over the course of the 5 years, 9 months, and 21 days (or 2128 days or 304 weeks) since starting Why Mondays Are Cool, I’ve been wanting to write about this topic that is…

The benefits of discomfort

Warning: this post contains language so strong, it can single-handedly bench press things thousands of times its size. A few months ago, I joked that two words can be used to describe 87% of modern, adult life: Fuckers Fuckery I still stand by that statement. Modern, adult life has its complications that, at times, can become overwhelmingly frustrating. Though they may seem to be driven by a combination of both number…

Doing them wrong

There was a farmer had a pig and Bingo was his name-o. Bingo was annoying.  So annoying, in fact, that the farmer decided to get rid of the pig. So he loads the pig onto his truck and drives into the next town over. He pulls over next to the pub and kicks the pig…

Stronger by design

I was able to get my first internship through a conversation about design. Through the crowded aisles of the university career fair, I was engaged in conversation with an engineer for a company that manufactured gas pumps for the international market. As a sophomore, I had little in terms of concrete engineering skills–or really any…

The Thing

I love reading Twitter and Instagram profile bios. Underneath the words lies an autobiographical summary of a person, their beliefs, their style, everything. Take my Instagram bio: RVA // Terrible at rock climbing / Ardent believer in human kindness / English; Español; Français; Português From this, anyone can tell where I live (Richmond, VA), what…

The littlest big moments

Airports are one of my favorite places in the world. Inside of these–oftentimes behemoths of–buildings is a melting pot of people made up of different nationalities, life stories, and reasons for flying–all of which American Airlines knows seems to know about. Of course, there are more reasons that those for traveling. Every day, people move…

Life sucks. You will die. And that’s fantastic.

Let’s talk about optimism for a sec here: you just lost your job. You failed a class. Your car broke down. A zebra is loose on the freeway, and now you’re stuck in traffic for hours on end and you’re going to miss your favorite show because you don’t have a DVR and your car…

The time it takes

In my life, I’ve had to teach many people to do many things. Sometimes–like in the case of my little brother, who saw that I let go of his bike and was so elated to be biking that he kept going, I was successful. Other times–like in the case of my little sister, who freaked…

The best thinkpiece about fun written by a millennial ever

About halfway through my time in college, I learned a lesson about fun that changed my life. Fun, it turned out, has three distinct classifications. These classifications are (very scientifically) named Type I, Type II, and Type III fun. For a quick summary of how they lie in relation to each other on a spectrum,…

The effort it deserves

A TV show about three “middle–aged men doing what they’ve always done” sounds like the last thing anyone in the world would want to watch. It sounds even less like a TV show that would find global success the world over. And yet: Richard Hammond, James May, and Jeremy Clarkson have defined their careers by…

An open letter to those who are about to graduate and are freaking out

For years, May and June were months that marked the end of a school year and the start of a summer that promised temporary respite from the harsh, fluorescent lighting and uncomfortable seats of classrooms. In college, summer offered a break from term papers and academic pressures and replaced them with an ever-increasing amount of existential…