Comments on: Manolo the Columnist

By: Cat

Cat — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 16:52:07 +0000

Hey, how did the Manolo know my graduate program so well? I didn’t know you were there! It simply wasn’t a nonspecific-holiday-related-potluck-feast unless someone brought tofurkey and someone else brought hash brownies. We always had homegrown hot-pepper-eating contests, too, but that was Texas for you.

By: SusanC

SusanC — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 20:56:07 +0000

The Manolo must surely have or worked on an advanced degree. These are pretty and will stand out in the sea of birkenstocked TAs and RAs. Plus ankle booties will hold up for the mile hike to the red and green crepe paper bedecked student center from the parking-lot-in-the-middle-of-nowhere-because-grad-students-couldn’t-afford-the-full-price-permit. I live in them now that I’m faculty and still face many of the same problems.

By: Miss Cavendish

Miss Cavendish — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 18:35:34 +0000

I miss my grad school days. They were full of bulldogs, cycling everywhere, and actually enjoying grading composition papers.