by Matt Roberson
My summer will be spent figuring out what I am going to do with my new apartment’s linoleium floors. We are moving to New York in June, and we recently rented an apartment with the floors of a soup kitchen. Were talking about being one visitor in golf spikes away from losing our security deposit. So please: if you have ideas about living with linoleum, please email them to mroberson03@comcast.net. Other than that, I will be learning my way around the train system of New York, and trying to convince my parents that living in Harlem does not mean my wife and I have either a. started a doo-wop group, or b. joined the Crips (my parents are Bloods). I will also be brushing up on my Shakespeare prior to starting grad school at Hunter. I’d hate to have a repeat of my sophomore year of college, when I wrote a term paper on the implications of Puck being dismissed from the Real World House (apparently, I wr ote about the wrong Puck). Oh yeah…and dream at night of a Chemically Imbalanced world.