Tag: scad radio
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A Face In The Crowd: My Tom Petty Experience
I was 15 when I saw Tom Petty live. It was 2013, on the outskirts of Manchester, Tennessee at the Bonnaroo Music Festival. Everyone was telling me that I had to see so many different acts. I had to see Paul McCartney because he might not be performing for much longer, I had to see…
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My Stomach is Grrrr-owling and Everything Hurts: The Bear Squadicles
It’s been 6 days since I’ve eaten real food. I’m surviving off of the 2 sugar-based cereals I bought from the dollar store (it was all they had), sandwiches spawned from stale bread, and the occasional banana. I’ve started dreaming about salads. When disheveled upperclassmen warn you about the eternal search for nutrients, believe them.…
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Clawful Habits of Dorm Life: The Bear Squadicles
College is the time to pretend life is easy without a parent or a maid, but in reality it’s a messy nightmare. Independence is hard when you’re a full-time slave to the educational MAN. Most of the time is taken up by work, and the rest is spent desperately trying to unwind before you have…
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Zombies Killed the Radio Star: Part Five
Miss Part One? Click Here Miss Part Two? Click Here Miss Part Three? Click Here Miss Part Four? Click Here The following is from a journal discovered in an abandoned home, 3 years after a zombie hoard took over Savannah. The author remains unknown. I. Before Greg had to escape, he was in the process…
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Zombies Killed the Radio Star: Part Four
Missed Part One? Click Here Missed Part Two? Click Here Missed Part Three? Click Here The following is from a journal discovered in an abandoned home, 3 years after a zombie hoard took over Savannah. The author remains unknown. I. Jacob started filming again which is a weird comfort. I don’t know. When he…
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Zombies Killed the Radio Star: Part Three
Miss Part 1? Click Here Miss Part 2? Click Here The following is from a journal discovered in an abandoned home, 3 years after a zombie hoard took over Savannah. The author remains unknown. I. We woke up in the middle of the night to Garret the Bot. He stood at door, barking and growling at…