House home. House music. My parents or anyone that knew me prior to 1996 can tell you…I like my music and I like my music loud. (1996? yeah…that is when I was forced to keep my music volume lower because of neighbor complaints). Finally…almost 10 years later I am able to crank the volume up again. No more immediate neighbors banging on walls or telling the RA on duty. My choice of music now? Corderoy.
Every once and awhile I will come across a really old web page, that somehow…still exists. I thought I would share my latest finding: one of my American Studies class page that I helped my professor create: Taste, Style, and Class in American Culture. It is a shame that the “Super Link to Jen’s Page” […]