I once dueled Kyle Singler in a theater studies class—and won. I got out of pre-med before it became uncool. I ate at the Jamaican food stand before it was replaced by The Greek Devil.
I love spoilers. I love the rush I get from knowing what the solution to a mystery is.
Like many Americans, I love March Madness. In fact, it might be the most wonderful time of the year.
According to the U.K.’s Daily Mail, a British immigration control officer put his own wife on the “no fly” list so she couldn’t return to him after traveling to visit family in Pakistan.
I speak to non-Duke fans on occasion, and most of the time, they want to know what’s up with the Toe of Kyrie Irving. Why? Because Kyrie is Superman.
I had a class the other day where the professor asked us to close our laptops and use pen and paper. It was probably because he was sick of people using Twitter, sending e-mail, checking Facebook.
