Matt Hulten has been attending various colleges in Connecticut steadily since he graduated high school in 1998. He has yet to earn a degree. When asked for his age, Matt Hulten can no longer check the 18-24 years-old box on course evaluation forms. He now has to check the much less hip 25-31 box and not a day goes by it doesn't upset him.

Once Matt Hulten had a real job. It didn't last for very long. Hulten is an aspiring comedy writer and prays to God every night before he goes to bed (or passes out) that you'll laugh at his articles. If you do, he might bake you a delicious cake. If you don't, he might rob your house. The choice is yours.

Please read Matt Hulten's stuff and if you like it, please give him the attention and compliments he so desperately craves. If you do send him a note, he promises to learn to read so he can appreciate your kind words.

Articles

Regarding My Actions at Last Evening's Faculty-Student Basketball Game by Matt Hulten An apology from a 6th grade teacher who led his team to victory “by any means necessary."

Kindergarten vs. College by Matt Hulten
Everything you need to know you learn in kindergarten. Unless you go to college, in which case prepare for a revised course of life study.

Create Your Own Yearbook Entry by Matt Hulten
Why don’t we sign each other’s yearbooks anymore after high school? Stress. Not to worry, now it's all multiple choice and fill-in-the-blank.

I Know You Read My MySpace Message by Matt Hulten
When you told me to "MySpace you" at the bar last night, I really thought we had something special. I would've put you in my Top 8, bitch...

The Hierarchy of Communication by Matt Hulten
Email, IM, Facebook, text messaging... it's amazing we still speak the same language in person. Good thing money talks and pizza delivers.

Choose Your Own Adventure: Keg Party by Matt Hulten
The party scene is bumping, do you tap the keg... or that ass? If you're not happy with your outcome, make like a relationship and cheat.

Choose Your Own Adventure: College by Matt Hulten
You find a bottle of Bacardi outside your dorm. Do you: Bring it inside and share the wealth? Or, guzzle it all down and meet your END?
 

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