Semantics
Roxanne Kehr
The Big Bad World
Gordon Brown
That and sleds, posters, winter clothes, kitchen supplies, stuff students need...
Page 2 | The Drawing Board Deer Me!
Freshman Friendship Struggles
Issue 161: January 23, 2014 Mrs. MacInfire
Whit
First impressions...
The Man With a Hat on His Finger
Harold Beardington
Issue 161: January 23, 2014 Conspiticy Theory
Room 500
Page 3 | The Drawing Board Medi & Kali
If I May Be So Trite
Chard Cole
Beth Knight & Laura Stockdale
Page 4 | The Drawing Board Insinuate
Steve, the Insensitive Reindeer
Misadventures of the Myriad
Issue 161: January 23, 2014 Ashley Burnard
Trip
The Gadflies
That he did.
Issue 161: January 23, 2014
Page 5 | The Drawing Board
A Public Service Announcement: The Drawing Board does not, in its wildest dreams, ever, ever advocate violation of college rules. In fact, we avow firmly that dorm policies, in particular, are exceptionally important and must be upheld at all costs. Therefore, please note keenly that all burning, combusting, cremating, charring, blazing, searing, torching, inflaming, igniting, and deflagrating of paper in this week’s issue occurred outside of college-owned residencies. What Evolution Forgot
Wesley Payette
“I'm obviously standing in mud.”
Awkward Musical Moments
Katie Parry
Don’t get any ideas.
Page 6 | The Drawing Board Riled
cough
Issue 161: January 23, 2014 Gordon Junior
MLE
bigger than you think
The Minimalist Maximist
Keith Reinsel Jr.
Sincere thanks to everyone who supported and took care of me while I was injured.
Issue 161: January 23, 2014 A Brief Exposure
Page 7 | The Drawing Board Flash Kazam
Got dark fast, didn’t it?
Sad Boss Comics
I Can Whine All The Time
Luke Doty
Anonymiffed
“How funny of you to think that you, of all people, might know the portions your own body requires!”
Page 8 | The Drawing Board Editor’s Panel
Issue 161: January 23, 2014 Anthropophrenzy
Bobby Mauger & Jim Vitale
Dwellers of the infinite pyre, You put your right foot in, You take your right foot out, You put your right foot in, And you shake it all about. You do the Hokey Pokey, And you turn yourself around. That’s what it’s all about. Succinctly put, this single stanza is the truest prognosis of eternity known to humankind. You toss your right foot into the gulf of flame and the unending chant demands your left. Who shall escape the demise of cosmic interplay between the welfare of one’s own members? Only the one who deciphers—and heeds!— the few lines of verse inscribed above. Such is the haunting meaning of life. Warmly, Leah Imagine trying to rake that rug!
Double-You Double-You Jay Dee
Evan Yeong
John 2:14-15
With Apologies to the Mature
Leah Doty
Wait staff is friendly, does not comment on body odor or aura of loneliness.
Leah Doty Editor Emily Marie Morrow (MLE) Co-Editor Laura Stockdale Treasurer Roxanne Kehr Distributor John Rhett Faculty Advisor