ByLauren Quinn

Lauren Quinn is a writer, kindergarten teacher and contributing editor for Vela. She will always be an Oakland girl at heart.

  1. We were sitting on the porch of Dead Rat Beach, having some terribly important discussion about fake punks versus real punks, when I said: “You know who K is like? That whiny prick Neil from Real World Four. ‘There’s not enough intellectual stimulation in this house.’” I rolled my eyes. But Alex just blinked at me. He had no idea what I was referencing, the way he often had no idea what I was referencing.