I’ve never been good at introductions, highs-and-lows or being put on the spot for that matter. In these situations, the truth became my recurring joke.
With every semester, photo meetings would...
Duke Ellis, you 100% do not know who I am, but I’m sorry.
Let me take you back to February 2019. It’s my first month on the Texas baseball beat, and I am a nervous wreck. The other...
How could I possibly describe how much the Texan means to me in just 360 words?
I’ve spent all 13 semesters of college in the Texan office (still not sure if that’s a brag or not)....
The Daily Texan runs on its own calendar: A semester to the outside world is a year to our basement office. So, after 18 “Daily Texan years” over the course of seven actual years, I’m...
I threw myself into this paper. For three years, I lived and breathed The Daily Texan.
I walked into this basement as a designer. For five hours once a week, I would design the sports or life&arts...
Of all the stressful deadlines I’ve faced at the Texan, writing this column is the toughest. I don’t quite know how to summarize my time here, since my job has been to make other people’s...
Ugh, when will the walk signal change? My left sleeve was damp from the rain. Partly because the wind was picking up, and partly because my friend and I were crammed under a flimsy, dollar store umbrella.
The...
For many graduating seniors, the end of college feels like dying, but, for projects reporter and former life&arts editor Morgan O’Hanlon, maybe death will just feel like graduation.
Her...
I’m here today because I couldn’t let go of my high school hero past.
As the garter snake of McCombs, my freshman year was spent shamefully unsuccessfully schmoozing with …...
After my first semester as a senior reporter for The Daily Texan in the fall semester of 2017, Peter told me, “When you first started, I didn’t think you were very good, but you’ve become...
You know how sometimes you pause, take a good look around and just wonder how you got there? Because I have no idea how I got here. All I remember is sitting in an airport lounge the summer after freshman...
I was in the middle of a disastrous golf round when Alex Briseño called me last August. Normally, I wouldn’t have taken a phone call during a round like that. But to be honest, everything...
