Seattle Supersonic: Roadtrip Planning

By my approximate calculations, the last time I managed to scrape together enough days off in a row to constitute an actual vacation was while John Paul still served as the Metatron and Cliff Fletcher was running the Maple Leafs Cito Gaston was running the Blue Jays Toronto sports teams didn’t drift aimlessly on the [...]

UVic Notes 2: Say Rabbit

The nice thing about being born in the 1980s, aside from the ability to be fascinated by anthropomorphic, under-20 turtles that fight crime and eat pizza, is that I’ve grown up in a time when superstition and general lack of knowledge has been replaced by scientific process. This is why Mike Huckabee has become such [...]

UVicNotes 1: Sports Law

I doubt I’ll ever make the NFL. There’s an outside chance that I could become one of the team of scurrying attorneys who insure that every consonant, vowel and punctuation mark that comes out of the commissioner’s office is unlikely to bring a multi-million lawsuit… but that’s a far cry from standing in the end [...]

VicNotes 10: The Keg

The Liberal Party
I racked my brain before I wrote this post, trying my hardest to remember if I’d ever attended a keg party during my time at Acadia. I figured I was there for four years, lived in 2 of the biggest party residences and knew more of the campus than security. Of course, I [...]

VicNotes 5: Powerline

So, as promised, the sheer volume of emails has subsided a little bit. This was due to two primary factors. First of all, I feel guilty about inundating you with my mindless babble. Now… I’m certain that many of my classmates are currently laughing to themselves jadedly, wondering where such restraint was over the last [...]

VicNotes 1: Oh no, He’s Back?

Hello! (I have a new cell number… email me if you want it) 
BlogNote: This is the blogged version of my email series that will be starting again this summer. Its basically a copy/paste job, with a few minor edits. Thanks! ~ Rivers 
The last time I sent out regular status updates on my misadventures, it was from the [...]

…and a volume control.

 
You know how when you’re sitting in your class, and there’s one person who simply refuses to never stop talking? They’re the person with an opinion on everything. Diamond mining in South Africa? They’ve read a book on it. The logging industry of Nauru? They saw a movie. The molecular breakdown of complex carbohydrates? Hell [...]

I Want to Go Play Outside

 Hey now… I can’t slip on the ice like a moron if I’m not out there to tryHey now… I can’t slip on the ice like a moron if I’m not out there to try Most people who got graduation gifts that I’ve spoken to recieved fairly standard ridiculously expensive things: cars, graduation rings, trips to Beirut, large [...]

Pay Up, Squirt

 Through incredible fortune and the ceaseless generosity of my parents, Scouts Canada, Acadia University, CGI, people who leave change in the street and people who mistakenly transfer money into my bank account thinking I’m “Juan Carlos Rivera”… I will graduate from Acadia University entirely debt-free. This means that I embark on my next quest with [...]

Research is out of the Question

 
My thesis – all 84 pages of fun – is on human rights policy in Argentina. This is where, when most people have asked, “What are you writing on?” — they begin to get bored with my answer. I try to spice things up with lively insights on the crucial elements of the restorative process, [...]