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Horoscopes for very specific groups of people: This week: astrology for freestyle rappers

One verse per sign. You know how we do, son! Drop the beat, drop the beat!

The magic of Mitt

A Canadian’s love for the Republican candidate

364 days until Halloween

Cry away your monster makeup. Wallow through your sugar hangover. It’s time to take a black or orange marker to your calendar — let it squeak in sadness — and…

Minimum wage at a Mexican restaurant

A bald man entered. I asked if he would like rice and beans or a salad with his meal.

Tactless Tom: An MA student for the ages

Deep in the bowels of the Clearihue Building, there exists a man of legend and myth. A man who floats in the clouds and hides in the shadows and spits…

Excuse me, I’m a writer

An in-depth look at literistas' paraphernalia and pretension

Horoscopes for very specific groups of people: Astrology for daytime television archetypes

(Wait, people besides my aunt Bernice still watch this crap?)

Holiday cooking to be unthankful for

I am a terrible cook. I have, on several occasions: burnt Minute Rice so that it is unrecognizable; served lasagna in bowls due to its soupy consistency; and forgotten a…

Hello there, Mr. Johnson

A guide to naming your junk (yes, only you can name it)