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Keats – This Living Hand March 25th, 2002 @ 10:56 am PST

You can’t eye can’t I can’t they can’t she can’t he can’t it can’t why can’t why can’t eye don’t no. Y’no? It’s im-poss-ib-al. If there’s one overwhelming iota that I’ve been shown by some auricle at some distant point in my youth, it’s that things that are written are written and things that aren’t […]

Brains and Behavior March 23rd, 2002 @ 5:53 pm PST

Some thoughts on Hilary Putnam’s views regarding logical behaviorism

Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison March 22nd, 2002 @ 1:23 pm PST

“I got the regular stuff about race and color and pride and prejudice and the sound and the fury and the cultural implications … but what about me?”

The Paradox of Popularity March 21st, 2002 @ 11:25 am PST

I took a class in the Fall of ’94 called Desire and Power in Western Literature. I hated the class and I’m pretty sure the professor, Dr. Snodgrass, didn’t like me very much. I wrote this rambling, terrible excuse for a term paper, in November of that year. It is titled “The Paradox of Popularity: or What does the 1994 MLB strike have to do with being a Tom Petty fan?”

Coleridge and Wordsworth March 20th, 2002 @ 12:06 pm PST

In which I try to, “Discuss the differences in the ways the image of sunset functions in Wordsworth’s Intimations of Immortality and Coleridge’s The Lime-Tree.” (1994)

Titus Andronicus March 19th, 2002 @ 1:58 pm PST

Representations of Gender Ideologies in Shakespeare’s Titus Andronicus

Writing Collection March 19th, 2002 @ 1:27 pm PST

This is a collection of papers, take-home exams, class presentations, essays, fiction, bad poetry, whatever … As much of my writing that I could find on this hard drive … Enjoy!

Cheaters, Inc. November 26th, 2001 @ 9:00 pm PST

The people at hemingwaypapers.com claim to have “nearly one hundred different essays” for sale. The site is allegedly a resource for research, but it smells more like plaigarism to me. At $8.95 / page you would probably be better served by doing all the work on your own. Trust me, students, your Hemingway professor has […]