Dear class of 2015



The University of Montana will hold it’s commencement this weekend, sending the class of 2015 out into the world and away from my parking space. For the next three months, Missoula will be that most magical of places: a college town in summer. It’s paradise for me, but for the class of 2015 it is the grim nightmare of adulthood. Fortunately, I have bestowed the benefits of my advanced age upon them in this week’s column for the Missoula Independent. The time for learning things has ended; now is the time for knowing things. We’ll be back tomorrow with Friday links.

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  1. That was laugh-out-loud hilarious. Your ability to use the bland observations of life that typify social media as relatable punchlines in serious criticism is unparalleled. Or, if parallel, point me in the direction of the other writers who can do the same. But keep being awesome in the meanwhile.

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