By Gravy Train
There was a time in my life when neon colors were cool, but human progress, as it has done time and time again, one-upped itself and thus Hypercolor was born. Hypercolor shirts were coveted and cherished by my friends and I, much like the way that wives were coveted by sultans. The more times you could change color in one week was directly proportional to the amount of attention you would get from the cute girl who could barley speak english due to all the metal bars, rubber bands and pink plastic molds some overpaid doctor had jammed into that poor kid's mouth. I can remember the unspeakable horror that come over me the day I found my two longsleeve and two shortsleeve Hypercolor shirts folded in my laundry basket with all of my other clothes. [read more] [comments]

By Gareth Hughes
April 5, 2004 - CAMBRIDGE, MA. -- Today, The Logos can declare a victory over our sworn and hated enemies: MasterCard and its Priceless Edge Program. As you may recall, 13 months ago, The Logos first stated its case against MasterCard and Priceless Edge for a "contest" that awarded the "winner" with an "unpaid" internship in either the field of sports or music. It seemed to The Logos a rather disgusting display for a credit card company to be dangling an internship, and all the requisite connections and rewards it implies, and all the compensation for labor it does not, as the prize for a contest. [read more] [comments]

By Dan Chak
Just before debates began in Massachusetts regarding same-sex marriage, I went to two very different events. The first event was billed as a debate on gay marriage at Harvard Law School. Unfortunately, one side of the issue, to be represented by Mary Bonauto, who was lead counsel in Goodridge v. Department of Public Health, and Cheryl Jacques, the President of the Human Rights Campaign and a former Massachusetts state senator, had to cancel. [read more] [comments]

By Brian Howe
All roads traveled are essentially sentences. Sometimes they accrue incident until they become major clauses or even chapters, but the lion's share are minor sentences at most: connective tissue linking one part of our story to the next. Amid the rising and falling action of our lives, roads stretch out in nullity, like the calm and weightless breaths we draw as we contemplate one chapter or poem before plunging headlong into the next. They are regenerative, shriven of narrative drama, obligation and routine. [read more] [comments]

By The Logos Staff
We have questions that we can't answer. You have answers... [read more] [comments]