A window inside life at Augustana College

Keep Calm and Vote Neil

Over 10,000 doors, 1,000 yard signs, 14 weeks, one candidate. When I first interviewed for my internship on Neil Anderson’s Illinois Senate campaign back in July, our campaign manager, Jim, said to me, “The thing about campaigns is you either love it or you hate it, but once you get the bug, you never go back.” To say I’ve caught the bug might be putting it mildly. I’ve had a good handful of jobs since I started working when I was 15, even jobs that I loved, but never have I had something as special as this. They say it’s not even work when you love what you do, let me tell you, whoever they are, they’re right.
neil parade
This opportunity has given me experiences that I will take with me for the rest of my life. Not only have I learned invaluable information about people and communication skills that will help me professionally, but I have also made memories and friends that I will never forget. I work in a place where I know the people will always support me, even praise me. There will always be excited and unexpected conversation, and I know that, without a doubt, there will never be a dull day.
moonlight parade With less than 24 hours until it’s all over, I’ve been reflecting, maybe a little too much, about how amazing this experience has been. Just the fact that I’m ecstatic to go to work at 3am tomorrow says everything about how much I love this job. I could rave about how great it all is forever, but the reason it’s all so great, what makes it so easy is the candidate himself.
When you have a candidate as amazing as Neil, it makes the job so easy. I support Neil, not because I work for him, not because he’s a Republican, I support Neil because he is one of the best people I’ve ever met. He cares more about his family than anyone I know, and he is truly passionate about what he does. I know that Neil will put the constituents first at all costs, and that is something I can support.
As I think about tomorrow, I’m conflicted. I’m so excited and nervous for the results, and I’m saddened that it will all be coming to an end. But more than anything I’m grateful, so incredibly grateful to have had the opportunity to meet the amazing people I’ve met and have under my belt one of the most unique experiences I’ve had yet.
intern collage
So get out and vote tomorrow folks and remember, Keep Calm and Vote Neil Anderson.

Wrapping Up Fall Term


Wait, it’s over already? I know, that’s how I feel too.

The reason that I’ve been so absent not just from this blog, but my personal blog too, is because I’ve been too busy doing interviews. I’m kidding. Well, kind of. My last blog post got picked up by the Rock Island Argus, and then Augie’s Observer joined in, so I’ve been enjoying my five seconds of fame. But the real reason is that I haven’t had a functioning computer for the past several weeks. ITS doesn’t know what’s wrong with it and took so long to tell me that that I just decided to wait until I go home before I see about getting it fixed.

As a result, I have developed a very intimate relationship with the Tredway library.

Yeah, it’s really not a good idea for your laptop to slow down unbearably when you have no finals, just papers.

But I survived, I’m nearly done, and I get to go home this weekend. So, here are some of the fun (and slightly less fun) things I’ve done this term:

1) 25-page French paper

I received a Freistat Grant this summer to research French theatre in performance. I spent six weeks in Paris and most of it was paid for. The thing is, Freistats are usually tied to a Senior Inquiry project, and I’m a French minor. So I had to do a 25-page paper in French anyway… It was fun, because I love theatre, but it was still a lot of work.

2) 25-ish page Honors Capstone

Yeah, I’m still in that Honors program, and this term, I decided to do my Capstone. That project has been equally fun, because I got to pick my topic (how minority memoir writers incorporate languages other than English into their works) and my reading list, but I’m still working on it and it’s a long paper too.

3) Alpha Psi Omega’s Running Scared

Where do you get a haunted house and a scavenger hunt in one? Alpha Psi Omega’s Running Scared of course! This year, the theme was Running Scared: Circus, so we had everything from crazy clowns to creepy dolls, a burned fire-eater and a bearded lady. I worked security, so I didn’t get to scare people, but we scared whole lot of people and raised some money for GiGi’s Playhouse, our chosen charity this year.

4) Special Collections Halloween Open House

Yesterday, in honor of Halloween, our new Special Collections librarian had the idea of displaying the spookiest items from our collections. We included everything from Augustana’s ghost stories (who’s haunting House on the Hill, for example) to books made entirely of animals, ghastly recipes like veal head cheese, Phil McKinley’s Dracula picture and stone hide scrapers. To make things even more fun, those of us who worked the event dressed as ghostly characters from our collections. We had a human representation of Old Main’s graffiti room, Emmy Evald’s vision of the ideal woman and me–John Henry Hauberg.

5) Electric Theater Unplugged

And today (and tomorrow, actually), I’m in a show! Electric Theater Unplugged is a group that writes, directs and acts in 30-ish plays in 60-ish minutes with the audience choosing the order. As a writer who loves performing and theater, it’s been the perfect outlet for me over the last two years. The shows, in case you’re interested are at 8:42 pm tonight (leaving you plenty of time to go out and celebrate Halloween afterwards) and at 9:27 pm tomorrow in the Blackbox in Bergendoff. Best of all, they’re free!

So that’s been my term, and it’s gone by in such a rush of reading, writing, class, work, clubs and everything else that I can’t believe I’m a third done with my final year at Augustana.

Skinning Pigs, Throwing The Skin Around, Having a Good Time as a Family

This weekend was an eventful Football weekend. IMG_20141021_122153

    • Local Colorado news that only I probably care about: my alma mater Columbine beat rival Chatfield. Columbine alumni celebrated while Chatfield alumni went to high school parties wearing their letterman jackets talking about how funny that, “new Austin Powers was with the mini me guy”. Go home Tim Riggins, you’re a twenty seven year old Sophomore.



    • October 17, 2014 will be a day I will forever remember as the day my family had its heart ripped out. The fury and disbelief from the “34-31 win” Notre Dame had over Florida State has subsided finally. My Dad, me, and youngest brother were collectively jumping for joy and hugging each other only to have our family torn apart by the “ref”.



    • Prostar client and All-Pro Punter for the St. Louis Rams Johnny Hekker is up for the Never Say Die award for his fourth down conversion against the Seahawks. That special teams coordinator deserves a kudos bar for his coaching that game, if you missed it check out that awesome return.
    • Another Prostar client, Perennial Pro-Bowler and possibly Frankenstein’s monster, Cameron Wake made huge plays for the Dolphins in their win against the Chicago Bears.




Football, it is the steak and potatoes on the dinner table of sports. Much like a finely cooked steak and hand-mashed home-made potatoes, it can truly bring the family together through sheer hatred of all things vegetable and hard to pronounce. Like most Walter Kronkite loving Americans,  I have lived a life of football, from the earliest memories I was ramming a fake Broncos helmet into my father’s loins to separate the man from the ball. Watching Peyton Manning throw a bushel of touchdowns and breaking a record against the 49ers reminded me of a precious memory of me and my Dad attending the final game at the old Mile High Stadium. The 49ers came to town, Jeff Garcia was quarterback and Terrell Owens was not yet prone to taking his lovers for half of everything they own. Denver Broncos Linebacker Bill Romanowski was my favorite football player, which explains a ton looking back in retrospect. This was the first time I heckled anyone. I’ll leave much of it to the imagination, but for whatever reason back in the day when a kid would scream terrible homophobic things at opposing players people would find it, “adorable”. I was seven, this is important merely for the nature of how horrible my mouth was as a child. I can blame my uncles along with a gross amount of South Park I watched, but I’m probably just 83% evil, 12% spice, and 5% zig-a-zig-ah. Playing football was a privilege, some of my best and strangest memories stem from playing the game. I remember one incident in which two opposing teams of parents engaged in a light hearted banter I call multiple stabbings in the parking lot waiting to happen. All of this was over a little league football game. I remember one of the parents remarking, “you don’t want to mess with me, I’m a cop,” which I’m sure the irony was lost on him. We were eight years old. That same year I was kicked out of a game for being too aggressive. I tackled a kid and caused a fumble. Didn’t do anything illegal, a play later I was back in the game after crying uncontrollably. The opposing coach grew to strongly dislike me over the years, as a nine year old he called out for his players to, “break 22’s legs”. Karate Kid has taught us nothing about terrible advice in competition. I’m remarkably dumb when it comes to simple math but I can figure out my jersey number. Small bit of digression, often times I find myself screwing up the tip addition on a receipt. I really am terrible at math, it’s actually quite laughable at how hard I have to work at it. I am remarkably frustrating to see doing math. Typically I’m leaving restaurants with my head covered in one hand while the other pounds my head like it’s trying to knock some sense into it. All the while my conscience plays the berating musical tune of,

“Enjoy working at Mcdonalds like your teacher used to say you would, even though it’s an honorable profession as you’ve found out. You can’t even work the register because you’ll end up losing them money! Good luck on your “art” or whatever. Now that you think about it, with all the economic instability and you’re mountain of debt, what’s wrong with having a steady paycheck that keeps you from being fed upon by the mouth of madness that is me, your Ego. , I only want to see you standing on a street corner with a tinfoil hat begging for people to listen to your ironclad theory of women originating on the moon, not Venus. You should really eat a box of doughnuts to shut me up, as a matter of fact ol’ Garold, that sounds pretty good!”


When you find me as an old man wandering around the country looking for a dog I never owned. Perhaps you’ll be wondering why I’m staring a thousand yards into the distance like a character in a Greek tragedy, foaming from the mouth, and otherwise being a miserable slice of humanity, I whisper, “little league football did this to me.”




1474632_10151804823496238_1013274753_n Kidding aside, I have no complaints about growing up, I had an excellent childhood. I have two remarkable parents who kept me away from trouble as a kid, I found it, but they did their best to stave that meddlesome beast. The usual kid stuff happened to me; I fell off my bike, grossed out girls, me and my brother poked dead animals down by the local river with a stick and learned what a gateway drug was from a wicked cool, gun wielding, D.A.R.E. Officer. Speaking of drugs, I took for granted as a child how great it is not to have parents that sell or do meth. Really dodged a proverbial bullet on that. I think collectively as a society we can thank The Wire and Breaking Bad for showing us the true Emmy-Award winning face of drugs. I always make sure to thank them in the morning for not doing meth and selling me for more meth. As I sip coffee. Anyways, thanks mom and dad for not selling me for meth and letting me play football instead.




Hoggy Warty Hogwarts

Last week was my first homecoming at Augustana and it was pretty great! I enjoyed all of the events and everything was a new experience. The bonfire was really nice and the musical performance by Minus Six, featuring alumus Kevin Carton was splendid. I didn’t get to attend the talent show but I heard that it was pretty cool.  Now Thursday, indeed it was a day, a day indeed it was  (sorry for the inversion, sometimes the inner Yoda just comes out). On Thursday, the Rope Pull and YELL competitions were held. They were two of the most physical competitions of Homecoming Week and I actually participated, I know, I know, everyone was surprised. On Friday we had the coronation of the Vi-Queen and Vi-King (get it, he he he, get it, viKING he he he… puns) and we had the Sing competition and  both very nice to behold. Saturday, to be honest, and this won’t come as a surprise to those who know me, I slept in. However, I heard that we had the Dome Dash ( a Augie themed 5K run), Renaissance Festival, and Regatta in the Lower Quad, all of which occurred before the game against Wheaton at 1:00 p.m. I enjoyed it and I’m looking forward to doing it all over again next year. All of this Augustana spirit reminded me of the sorting ceremony at Hogwarts, (I assume it’s because we were competing for cup points all term long) so I inserted the lyrics for those of you who share my Harry Potter passion. Oh, also I attached a video, you should watch it… because, why not?

Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald,
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling,
With some interesting stuff,
For now they’re bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we’ve forgot,
Just do your best, we’ll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot.

Yell Black Student Union 2014



Tierra Watkins

P.s.- Maybe this Halloween, you could be spoopy, you know and take it easy on us normal folk?

My First Semester of College (in Memes)

So, it should go without saying that I am a freshman, but I said it anyway because, hey, why not? Anyway, this entire experience has been a really interesting time in my life so I’ve decided to put my insomnia to use and vaguely chronicle my first semester of college adventures with the use of memes.


On my way to Augustana for Orientation Week…

During Week Zero activities with other freshmen and some pretty awesome old folks ( a.k.a sophomores, juniors, seniors)…

At the activities fair I was all like…

And  then as it got closer to the start of classes people around me began referring to everything  in relation to some  type of foreign time format known as weeks. There were no longer seconds, minutes, hours, or days. Just weeks. Apparently the worst week of them all was Week 10.

Sometime around Week 2, it hit me. HARD. Like I felt like I was being physically assaulted with a butter sock (Google it) by a hobo named “Edumacation” who just wanted me to earn a degree and get a good job…

This happened…

And this has always been a problem for me, that has just worsened as the time has passed…

Sometime around Week 3 I came to this conclusion…

But while all of this was happening it seemed like all of those clubs and organizations I wanted to join continued to send me hundreds of e-mails that consisted mostly of tales of free pizza, which by nature I just couldn’t turn down, I mean come on, FREE, and PIZZA, I’m a simple girl, it doesn’t take a lot to make me happy…


But somehow it seemed impossible to find food at 1 A.M. which seemed to be prime-time for my hunger, so whenever my parents called and asked me how I was doing and if I was still alive I would say…

During Weeks 4 and 5, I made wonderful decision (please note the sarcasm) to ditch my schedule and go with the flow…

I was/am a horrible student with even worse time management skills…

Sometime around Week 6 and most of Week 7 I was trying to decide whether or not I needed to drop out of college…

Because you know, college isn’t for everyone, is it?

But now we’re starting a new week and I am determined to pull myself together…

I have resolved to no longer procrastinate when studying because it’s almost the end of the semester and we know that means…

Like I mentioned earlier, I’m an insomniac so adequate sleep is rarely an option and please don’t think I’m bragging about it, insomnia is something I would not wish on my worst enemy. Anyway, my insomnia combined with the stress of impending exams has helped me come to this revelation…

But it’s all good because whenever fall break comes around, I’ll be feeling just like my lil’ homie, Tommy Pickles ( sorry, I’m sleep deprived, please ignore the nineties oozing from this sentence)…

And next semester I will  be ready to begin anew with renewed pomp and vigor, after a few minor alterations to my course load and maybe with a different perspective major…

So, there you have it, that’s how life is looking for me right now. Comment below and let me know how this semester has been going for you, I am generally interested in knowing!


Junie B. Jones Tierra 




Has anyone really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like? -Internet

Before I get things started I have huge news! Take a guess at what it is!




That’s right, Bob Mazooka won his game of Jimmy Smits against Captain Ahab last night!


c480x270_67   Another bit of good-news-happy-joy to swallow down into that hungry brain of yours, a little birdy told me the Mcrib is back or made of Kangaroo meat, I confuse the two. Anyways, keep a look out for either one.   Everyone reads things differently and understands language differently, I sometimes wonder how the voice in people’s heads sound when they read. Imagine how different famous books of literature would be received if we knew to read them in a Popeye or Dr. Zoidberg voice. Imagination is a journey best made with a box of crayons and a sweet disposition towards coloring outside the lines.

"Kitty Perry, isn't that funny Gary, listen to me, laugh, don't Ignore me!"-voices in my head

“It’s a cat that sings, Kitty Perry is what they call it GAROLD!”

(For this paragraph read it like you’re confused about your place in the world and you have no idea what the future is going to bring. You’re afraid but confident that you’re making the right decisions and the universe will take care of itself. You decide to embrace the unknown unabashedly realizing that most of what we do is insignificant on a grand scale but gravely important. You confuse your IPhone 6 for a Poptart) Let’s say I’m abducted by aliens. The Greys. These aliens aren’t peace loving, but they love the game of truth or dare so much they’re willing to bet the planet on a game played at teenage girls 13th birthday. One of their questions is regarding my favorite part of writing blogs for the college. One of my questions is why I need such a roundabout way of getting to the point. We both end up laughing, having a pillow fight, and teaching each other how to kiss, because the first kiss should be special. Fingers crossed.


(Read this paragraph in your best Tom Brokaw voice) If I had to pinpoint my favorite aspect of writing blogs for this school it wouldn’t be the creative outlet of expression and general free reign I get to post with, it’s not even the Grey aliens that have figured out how to cross the galaxy in a matter of seconds but can’t figure out to wear a spacesuit on a planet filled with water, which happens to be something that kills them on a farm owned by Mel Gibson. My favorite part about writing doesn’t come from ranting into subject C from A, all the while skipping subject B. The best part about these blogs are the comments I get from spam robots. They often have nothing to do with the article or anything to with . . . anything. Spam robots are the children of internet comedy because they say the darndest things.


(Read this paragraph playing Bongos with the lights dim, while doing your best Quint from Jaws impersonation ) Here lies the body of Mary Lee; died at the age of a hundred and three. For fifteen years she kept her virginity; not a bad record for this vicinity.  Robot go into the water, robot start speaking funny language, people buy the Axe.  The image I have of these robots is composed purely of that soulless amalgamation of what the hell have we-created-looking-man-robot from the Axe commercials. The one with the sweet tweet game, his grasp of the English language is like a flipper with kung fu grip and too much to do around the house. His eyes portray a baited innocence trapped in a thin candy shell, one bite and you’re on the highway to hell. I imagine he pounds the keyboard like a lawyer objecting to a stunning twist of events in the case.   old-spice-mandroid-sexist-hed-2014 Here’s some gems.


“Hi to all, it’s truly a ɡood for me to pay a quick visit tҺіs web site, it сontains սseful Infߋrmation.” Erroneous. Anyone who says they get good information from reading anything I write is trying to sell me a timeshare to help a Nigerian Prince reclaim his throne. I got lost on the way from “a” t0 the rest of the sentence and ended up getting sorted into Hufflepuff.

Author dog food recall blue buffalo –


“When some one searches for his required thing, therefore he/she needs to be available that in detail, thus that thing is maintained over here

Dear Author dog food recall blue buffalo-

Your stage name needs work, I suggest the Wu Tang Name Generator or Ask Jeeves

This one was in response to ¿nación de phi rho?

Thanks for the strategies you have shared here. Additionally, I believe usually there are some factors that keep your motor insurance premium lower. One is, to think about buying autos that are inside good list of car insurance firms. Cars which might be expensive will be more at risk of being snatched. Aside from that insurance policies are also depending on the value of your car or truck, so the costlier it is, then higher a premium you make payment for. I have observed that car insurance providers know the motors which are vulnerable to accidents and also other risks. They also know what kind of cars are prone to higher risk and the higher risk they’ve got the higher your premium fee. Understanding the basic basics involving car insurance will assist you to choose the right style of insurance policy which will take care of your preferences in case you happen to be involved in an accident. Many thanks for sharing the particular ideas with your blog. Thanks a ton for your post. I would really like to comment that the expense of car insurance varies from one insurance plan to another, for the reason that there are so many different facets which bring about the overall cost.

One example is, the make and model of the automobile will have a huge bearing on the cost. A reliable outdated family car or truck will have a

(Hey, it’s Gary again if you made it this far I might as well say good job, you’re a champ) more economical premium compared to a flashy fancy car. Thanks for the diverse tips discussed on this site. I have observed that many insurance carriers offer consumers generous reductions if they favor to insure more and more cars with them. A significant number of households include several autos these days, particularly people with elderly teenage kids still living at home, plus the savings for policies can certainly soon increase. So it is good to look for a great deal. One thing I’d like to say is always that car insurance cancellations is a terrifying experience so if you’re doing the correct things like a driver you simply won’t get one. A lot of people do get the notice that they have been officially dumped by their insurance company they then have to struggle to get supplemental insurance from a cancellation. Inexpensive auto insurance rates are usually hard to get after having a cancellation. Having the main reasons pertaining to auto insurance cancellation can help car owners prevent sacrificing one of the most important privileges obtainable. Thanks for the strategies shared by means of your blog.



This blog has been brought to you by Napa, the auto parts store.


Topic of the blog

Since I will be in Brazil for the next 5 weeks I was asked to blog for the Augie Globalog. This is where students who are studying abroad update people on their travels. Since I’m also keeping my own personal blog I’ve decided that this blog will be dedicated more to updates about my senior year i.e. job or internship prospects, classes I’m taking, things along those lines.

Internship possibility!

A few weeks back I found a doula internship in Minneapolis. The page didn’t have a lot of details but I bookmarked it for future reference. Well last week when I got on a streak with doula work I sent the director an email asking for details. Up until yesterday I had forgotten about the email, but then I got a response from the director. She said that another program is opening in June 2015, right in time for me to come home. The guidelines for the doula internship are:

  • Attending at least 1 birth per month
  • Preferably have witnessed at least one birth previous to the internship’s start
  • Are certified or are certifying by a recognized doula organization​

Those are requirements that I can easily complete before I move back to MN! So now I may have an internship set up for the summer. It’s not a full time job or anything, but it’s definitely something that will get me heading in the right direction to the birth community!

Augie Round 2: Catching up and off to a running start

Hey fellow vikings and HAPPY FALL!


It has been way too long since i’ve written so heres an update on everything thats happened since winter (?!) of last year:

I actually went through the rushing process and am now a member of Zeta Phi Kappa


At the same time I joined the music fraternity Sigma Alpha Iota


I had an internship with the Upper Mississippi Studies center for the summer and subleased a house in Rock Island for my first experience living on my own


I took a two week long course on local flora and learned a lot while living at one of Augie’s field stations.10559785_10203865673178361_695756878714369670_n

Overall my summer was spent learning a ton of new things to help contribute to my knowledge of urban ecology to help my environmental studies major. This year has brought new challenges and opportunities as well.I’m currently working on a research project on rain gardens that will eventually be my summer research and could potentially evolve into my SI which is amazing to say as a sophomore. Academically, since returning to Augie, I’ve  had to relearn the art of time management since I’m currently taking three courses with labs as well as one lecture. I’m not going to lie, its been pretty rough but I’ve fell into my niche and now managing the coursework is becoming easier with each passing week. It’s crazy how fast things move when you come back. I can’t believe that last week was midterms and homecoming is next week. I’ve been working hard with my sorority on learning everything for our sing and yell routines and I cannot wait to see what the other amazing greek groups have come up for their routines this year! Happy week six to all and hopefully I’ll return with a homecoming update.

-Barrie Chileen

Doula: a woman who serves

I was recently at a funeral with people whom I had not seen since I was in high school so there was a lot of catching up to do. I can’t tell you how many times I had the following conversation:

  • Where are you studying? Augustana just across the river in Rock Island (the funeral was in Davenport)
  • When do you graduate? In February!
  • What are you studying? Political science…
  • Oh so you’re going to law school? No. And Sociology, and Women and Gender Studies
  • What are you going to do with that? I’m not really sure right now. I’m applying for jobs in fields with family and youth and community development. I wrote one of my senior papers on student attitudes towards parental leave policies, so I’m really interested in family relations, development, and health.  I also really would like to become a certified labor and postpartum doula.
  • What’s a doula? A doula is essentially a birth attendant. Doula’s don’t deliver babies, they are there for the emotional and physical support of the mother and her partner.

It was around the fourth or fifth time that I was having this conversation when my godmother walked over and said “Victoria wants to save the world one person at a time. She always has wanted to help people.” I can’t tell you how much that meant to me. Because it’s true, I have always wanted to help people. As a child I wanted to be a doctor. I even came to Augustana as an intended pre-med major. However, I realized that by being a doctor I wouldn’t be serving people and developing as much as a connection as I desire.

After spending most of my college years trying to figure out what I want to do I think I have finally figured it out. Well sort of. I know that I want to be part of the birth community. I am absolutely fascinated by what our bodies can do and the immense power that women have. I say women because 99.99% of the time a person who identifies as a female is delivering a child, though there are individuals who are transgender that can have children. But I digress.

I have finally decided that I want to be part of the birth community. I want to be there to support other people who are going through this extremely emotional and physical process. I want to welcome new lives in to the world. I want to be there to support families in the event that they deliver an angel baby. I just want to work with families.

However, just because I’ve chosen a field I want to work in doesn’t mean that I magically have a job. I’ve decided that one of my best options at this point is to become a certified labor/birth and postpartum doula. While the certification process differs between certifying agencies and organizations there is a similar path that you follow. This requires going through training classes, becoming educated on the many aspects of birth, going to childbirth education classes, and many more educational components. From there you develop a plan and start attending births, supporting mothers through their journey. The certification path also includes taking a test on the knowledge that you’ve gained and doing different research “projects” to continue your education. The final steps are interviews that the certifying agency conducts with your clients in order to ensure that you have met the needs of the client and then an interview with you, since after all you are the one training to be a birth professional!