Monthly Archives: June 2018

I’m on vacation as of . . . right . . . now! Unlike last summer, I’m not going off to do archival work somewhere else. I’m going to sit on the porch, stare into the distance, and drink iced … Continue reading →

Let’s journey with known mischief-maker Bill Peebles ’70 and several compatriots who for unclear reasons decided to climb down into the Rice storm sewer one evening in the late ’60s. Maybe, like climbing Everest, they did it just because it … Continue reading →

The back cover of the 1956 Rice Directory offers options for your nights out on the town: Color TV and spaghetti by the yard?? Count me in! Bonus: My second typewriter this week and this one looks ready for action. … Continue reading →

I’m not even going to try to explain how I wound up with this. But I am deeply curious about how it came to be: It’s pretty obvious what the outer piece is and also precisely what vintage it is. … Continue reading →

I’ve had an unusual day and that’s saying a lot if you’re me. I’m too tired to write but I do have a great and highly unusual photograph that was given to the Woodson last week. I think I’ve only … Continue reading →

In the 1916 Campanile there’s a page of riddles, asking the reader to figure out which professor is described. Some of them are easy even now but more are incomprehensible even to me. Then I found the answers! They were … Continue reading →

I’m getting ready to take a couple of weeks off in July and it got me thinking about last summer’s ill fated vacation. As I’m sure you all remember before I got sick I made it as far as the … Continue reading →

There was so much good commentary about the architecture and especially the sculpture in last week’s post about Anderson Todd’s photos from the tour of modern homes that I was inspired to go back for another look at the slides. … Continue reading →

Believe it or not, I found this ad for Celanese on ebay when I searched for “Rice Institute.” It took me a minute to see why it came up: I don’t know the date, the magazine, or anything else but … Continue reading →

Circa 1980. He looks like he’s getting decent backspin on the shot. Sign him up, I say.