Our little secret (that I’m publicly posting)

Don’t tell my history professor this, but my attempts tonight to eloquently propose a museum exhibit which thoughtfully explores alternative interpretations of Native American activism in the 1960s has not been so successful. I blame it on location. Working at the same computer in Tyler Hall for the past three hours, the computer next to me has been occupied intermittently with three different friends who have also wandered in to get their work done.  (And then there’s also the siren’s call of G-chat). Oh college.