Since I slacked on posting last week, I have a two-fer this week. And thankfully, for my convenience, they’re part of the same document.
The reason why is that they’re both columns I wrote as audition pieces for the editorial page of the DTH. Every semester, there would be writers, typically from the general student population and not from the DTH staff, who helmed a column one day each week. Most of them were your typical college writers, trying to push boundaries with lots of talk about sex and such. And at points, I thought about giving it a shot myself, just because. As a Californian going to school in North Carolina, I was a bit of an oddity there…or so my friends made it seem. So I thought I might have some interesting thoughts to share.
And here’s where I started.
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Before I begin, there’s something I must let you all know.
I am in love with the pets.com sock puppet.
Last week’s entry regarding my time at the DTH made me think of this piece, which I wrote in late 2007. See, my main gig at the DTH—all four years—was reviewing movies. Most of the time, they were split between heavy-duty art-house films and insipid popcorn flicks. But over time, I got used to it. There was a definite pattern to writing reviews…and it was always much more fun to trash the bad movies. (And as the photo suggests, in my early days on the arts desk, we awarded feet instead of stars.)
No, not that one. This post requires explanation up front.
t only seems appropriate to kick off our spate of ancient articles with the one that started it all: my audition piece for The Daily Tar Heel. While I wrote this as an example of my ability (or, more accurately, willingness to learn how) to put together a hard news story, it’s obvious that I was going for a bit of humor as well.
