Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Ben there's this guy in Guatemala who I think is you or maybe Mike but in some sort of alternate life. His name is Don Mike and he's a British citizen who used to own a bookstore but one day up and left and hitchhiked from England to India and back again with 20 bucks in his pocket. And then he went up to the Northwest Territories and explored caves in the national parks and finally travelled to Colombia to explore the caves there but had a stopover in Guatemala and he's been there for the past 25 years. His apartment is full of books and on occasion he'll miss meetings because he's busy walking across the country.

Also makes good moonshine.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

1000 Get

p.s. Leonard Pitts Jr. has to be one of my favorite columnists.

post 999...

one more, guys, and it'll be 1000 posts for the, what, 4.5ish years it's been?

What's new? Someday my communication skills will advance back to the domain of feeling comfortable using a phone to call people on a regular basis...wait, I was never that skilled. I'll be vying for it. Anyway, here as the semester/term/this half of the senior year wanes to Christmas, I'm just wondering what's going on with you guys.

I've got like 10 papers due between now and the end of the semester, but comprehensive exams are over and hopefully done with. I usually would be freaking out about that sheer number. They're totally doable, you know, and I'm finding they don't faze me right now. They don't particularly enthrall me, either, but whatever. It's like COMPs were the Battle of the Bulge for my senior year: It was the decisive battle that determined victory or not, and now that they're over, there's still fighting to be done, but the victory is in sight. I had a senior moment the other day. Not like, "Why did I start walking this way, again?" but more like, "Wow, I'm a senior." It was hard to wrap my mind around the fact that this would be my last Friday, November 7, standing here in the fall foliage next to the basilica in the near future.

Also, because it seems to be a conversation starter that every single person who learns you're a senior in college feels entitled to wield, I thought I'd direct toward you, even though it can be some people's very least favorite question: What d'you plan on doing post-college?

I've no idea, save that I'm taking a year off from school (at least) and going to a friend's wedding in Florida in June.

Now all we need is one more post to enter quadruple digits.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

21 and invincible

"Fucking right we can. We did! We really did! I don't mind telling you I spilled out into the street along with all my joyfully screaming neighbors and danced right there to whatever songs anybody wanted to sing, including—and I can't believe we actually did this, but compared to electing a black man to the presidency, absolutely nothing is unbelievable anymore—an impromptu version of "God Bless America," which is the least danceable song in the world, but fuck it, we sang and danced to "God Bless America," and I'll bet you anything that no one there ever meant it more." --The Onion

Someday we'll all make this country proud. It's all about service. You need to use your life to better the lives of others. If you leave this Earth without having made an impact on others, you life is for nothing.

Do you know that this is the first time in our lives that the news has shown people in other countries waving our flag instead of burning it?

Today marks the anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall. It also marks (unfortunately) the anniversiary of Kristallnacht. Hopefully the good will in the coming year will outweigh the bad.

Happy November 9th!

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Magda has a clone

she's even got the same "eh, I'm not gonna brush my hair" lifestyle.... no beet farm though

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Yes We Can

But in the unlikely story that is America, there has
never been anything false about hope. For when we have faced down impossible
odds; when we've been told that we're not ready, or that we shouldn't try,
or that we can't, generations of Americans have responded with a simple
creed that sums up the spirit of a people. Yes we can.