Prominent prolific musicians, or those who just go off into the woods, often come up with magnificent ideas and creative projects when they camp. It refers to periods when they go off with a bunch of people to create an album. It could last anywhere from days to months at a time, but usually, it becomes a moment in their careers when masterpieces are created. The same can be done for other artists of different crafts.Continue reading “How Camping Can Spark The Next Renaissance”
The first time I ever drove on the highway was the day I left home for college. I gripped the wheel, white-knuckled, and waited for my car to swiftly slide off the mountains of the Grapevine’s edge for the entire two and a half hours it took to drive myself and my room full of belongings in the infamous minivan. I spent the majority of my first year driving around during a time without regularly available smartphones as an inexperienced driver of only a year lost with an equally confused friend.
In fact, we got lost so often from not printing out directions ahead of time from MapQuest (not Google Maps) that we would jokingly call the mishaps adventures. The cellphones that we did have barely went on the internet, and when you did accidentally click the internet button, you had to click out really fast, or your mom would yell at you for racking up her bill. I could use my aging Chocolate LG sliding phone to make calls, take photos that looked like they were taken with a shoe, and play the highly-sought-after game of snake.Continue reading “The Drive-Thru Theater Adventure”
Fashion, television shows, films, and other forms of entertainment has seen a regurgitation of the era that is the 90s. The world has noticed that kids from the 90s are nostalgic and are now capitalizing on the throwbacks. However, 90s kids aren’t complaining.
I was nine years old when my parents purchased and installed our brand-new Gateway Desktop computer. We set it up in an odd section of the living room where, if I’m not mistaken, only a lamp stood. The monitor was massive, the keyboard was clunky, and everything, including the mouse, was wrapped up and connected with wires that were plugged into the same surge protector where the lamp used to sit proudly. We had never had a computer in the house before that day, and I was so excited to hear the loud and slightly annoying dial-up tone that connects my world to the world wide web. However, I had no idea how my entire life would change forever Continue reading “Why 90’s Kids Are So Nostalgic”
The cold iPhone lying peacefully on the table gives a silent indication that someone somewhere in the world wants to reach out of the small bubble that defines the boundaries of their personal space to communicate with my friend. A subtle white light emanates from the small device and, like an anxious high school student staring at the classroom clock at the end of a class period, the energy that built up her anticipated waiting allows her to shoot forward and grab her phone. It’s a message from someone that she had been texting for a little while, but a mix of emotions has tricked her mind into thinking that she has known the person on the other end forever and that they have been texting each other their entire lives. However, it wasn’t always the case.
It took swipes, both left and right, on apps that organized and kept track of living people. Chance encounters out in the “real world” had grown scarce as technology brought those people directly to her. It was a convenient way to live her incredibly busy life and have time to meet new people, but it was also an inconvenient way to be bombarded with unsolicited messages from people she was actively trying to avoid. Continue reading “The Awkwardness of Modern Dating”
I was greeted by the warm rays that rained down from the summer sun
And felt the cool kisses quickly land on my cheek from the ocean’s salty breeze.
I looked for the usual crowd of people relaxing on the sand but found none
And left the quiet beach alone to do as she pleased.
I wandered off into town and stumbled on to the Spanish Father’s mission,
An old building for church service long before there stood a town.
I walked along the waterway listening to the sound of rushing water in repetition
And walked across the wooden bridge while trying to avoid looking down. Continue reading “Poetry For The 21st Century | The Ocean’s Greetings”
“God, I was just nineteen,” I said with a sigh of shock and a look of puzzlement. I couldn’t perceive how the years since undergrad had rolled by so quickly.
My younger sister, who was turning twenty-four soon, cut off my sigh to proclaim the truth with a bit of teasing tied into it. “No, you weren’t.”
It was true. Nearly nine years have passed since I was in my teens. And although I am constantly mistaken for a young college student, it has been years since I even stepped foot on a University campus. I had been hanging out with friends, that I didn’t know, but that I had been around for years now. I then thought back to all the people who I used to hang out with who have just become passing Instagram posts on my phone screen. Continue reading “Time Flies When You’re Living Life”
Fingers rest on plastic keys and slightly smudged touchscreens as they slowly scroll down endless pages that exist only in the confines of the Internet or through control channel maps. I can physically feel the conversations emanating from my purse as my smartphone begins to vibrate.
However, I often only hear the interrupted fragments of thoughts via animated-sounding notifications, which let me know that someone on the other side of my screen has reached out.
In the age of the Internet adults and adolescents alike are extending their connections with friends and family from in-person interactions to the digital world. No longer does one longingly gaze into the distance wondering what happened to whats-her-face from high school. Now, you get to “see” her as much as you want on Facebook. Continue reading “Making Adult Friends in the Age of the Internet”
I have always been familiar with mid-century architecture and design. As a former architecture student, I was made aware of Palm Springs, CA’s significance to the modernism movement and its impact on design, architecture, art, fashion, and culture. However, even with my interest in architecture and design, I had never attended Palm Springs’ Modernism Week celebration.
Modernism Week is an annual celebration that takes place in February and draws people from all over the world. It’s mission, according to the organization, is to “celebrate and foster an appreciation of midcentury architecture and design, as well as contemporary thinking in these fields, by encouraging education, preservation and sustainable modern living as represented in the greater Palm Springs area.” Continue reading “A Weekend Of Modernism”
The subject came about when she had uttered the words, “boys are just better at math.” My eyes metaphorically rolled so far back into my head that they could have fallen back into my throat.
I tried to reason with her in the most polite way possible. “I think a lot of it has to do with the different ways in we teach boys and girls, how society treats boys and girls differently, and how this notion of ‘boys are just better at math, and girls are just better at literature and language,’ has been subtly indoctrinated into the minds of the masses throughout all of time and has affected the way that girls see themselves in the classroom.” Continue reading “Math and the Patriarchy”
It is probably a safe bet if you changed all of your online account passwords right now if you haven’t done so today already. There’s a huge security computer bug in OpenSSL, a popular data encryption standard, called Heartbleed which has gone undetected for two years. The bug allows hackers the ability to extract very important data from the online services we assume are mostly secure and that we use every day.
OpenSSL works by encrypting your data, or making it so that the stuff being sent from one computer to another looks like complete nonsense to anyone but the intended recipient. The heartbeat happens when one computer occasional checks to see that there is still a computer at the other end of the secure connection by asking for a response. Heartbleed takes advantage of this but mimicking the heartbeat in order to trick your computer and steal all your data. Continue reading “What Is Heartbleed and How to Protect Yourself”