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The Eighth Week: NASA, NIST, and NuVegan

Sunday, July 29, 2018

Elon Price

This past week has been an equal mix of excitement and down-time. Today is actually the first sunny and hot day in a while as most of this week has been rainy and stormy.

Week 8: Thoughts from a frantic Physicist II

Friday, July 27, 2018

Phoebe Sharp

Hello to my friends, family, and professors that I have kindly pressured into reading this blog. It gives me more purpose to have an audience than an allusive intern for next summer.

Week 7: MMIA: Mentors Missing In Action

Sunday, July 22, 2018

Phoebe Sharp

If you are a huge fan of comics and fandoms, then you might be aware that this week is THE Comic Con in San Diego. That means that anyone and everyone that likes comics can go to San Diego and nerd out with other nerds.

The Seventh Week: Getting Close

Friday, July 20, 2018

Elon Price

We’ve pretty much all been in denial. I admit it’s hard to accept that the end is near (He, Infinity War reference, hehe). The 7 weeks of this summer has been filled with fun and chill times, exciting adventures and awesome new friends.

Week 6: Thoughts from a frantic Physicist

Saturday, July 14, 2018

Phoebe Sharp

Disclaimer: No overarching theme that explores the depth of being a physics major. Below are some ramblings from this week. (Maybe this is another way I’m providing insight into being a graduated Physicist?)

The Sixth Week: Wait, THE SIXTH WEEK?!?

Friday, July 13, 2018

Elon Price

This week was definitely a change of pace. But I welcomed it. I felt before this week I was beginning to get into a routine of waking up, going into work, grinding it out with my video project, going back to the dorms, gym, and then rewatching Luke Cage Season 1.

The Fifth Week: African Art and American Pride

Monday, July 9, 2018

Elon Price

*Note: My apologies for this blog being later than usual, I’m finally getting over a virus I caught Thursday.

Week 5: Humidity and Humility

Friday, July 6, 2018

Phoebe Sharp

I swim to work. I swore that no summer could be worse than a summer in Memphis. Being right on the Mississippi river, going to work everyday was like breathing in water. My glasses would fog up when I would step out of my car.