(A short story, written for YDN Weekend. Will only make sense to people who were at Yale in 2013, I’m afraid.)
I woke up and began to panic. It wasn’t far from New Haven to Boston, and I’d fallen asleep after a long night spent polishing my piece for the Harvard-Yale issue of WEEKEND. The train was empty, and I knew I’d missed my stop.
If only life had been that simple.
(For Part I, click here).
This post contains my longer work for WEEKEND, including a recent cover story, in reverse chronological order. Enjoy!
Carpe Noctem: Science, Parties, and the Science of Parties
You can do it naked. You can do it drunk or sober. You can do it with strangers, or your closest friends. On your birthday, or someone else’s. But sooner or later, almost everyone does it. It’s in our nature. When it’s good, it’s really good, and when it’s bad, it’s still pretty good.
Chilling at The Game
“Most football games have scoring on both sides, actually.”
“You don’t say.”