Sometimes in Carleton classes, you get introduced to a whole genre of films you'd never even really thought about before.

An unusually emotional ode to a silly dance troupe.

How I learned to be single-minded.

On tea and sanity during comps season.

Right! Left! Right! Left! Woo!

Hello comps! I'm comps back at Carleton comps, for winter comps term comps comps!

On downs and ups.

How many Carls does it take to fill a dorm room?

On being a senior.

That sounds ominous, doesn't it? I told some of my friends that I half-expected Senior Year to be like the last level of a video game: the Bald Spot replaced by a pit of hot lava, Scoville's turret firing laser cannons, the hardest classes I've taken at Carleton coming back to life in more powerful Final Boss Forms...

Fortunately none of that has happened yet. But I'm still cautious.

It's good.

Things that are happening soon.