Caesar's Bath
I'm not sure how I feel about blogging memes. I'll do ones that inspire me, and I won't do ones that don't. But I'll try Caesar's Bath of Camassia via the Logacousmatist-Logopoet .
1. Bar Night:
Because when I was a small child, I had an unnatural fear of the novel (grass, spaghetti sauce, mud), I continue to say that I'll try almost anything once, if I can't see body or soul coming to immediate harm. My aesthetic sensibilities, for instance, don't get a pass. Well, after being begged for Wednesday after Wednesday to come to Bar Night, I did (because I didn't have class until 2 PM the next day). Gosh, I almost longed for Dr. Pepper Hour at Baylor. I mean, the U of C Fraternity Party is such a poor excuse for recreation to my lights that I should have noticed that holding it on a Wednesday night (when I assumed people might have one or two drinks only) might make people more coherent or interested in talking about some joy of the curriculum. No. Even at the University of Chicago, I just have to stop imagining an idea suddenly breaking into the world, especially in Alpha Del (Yes, the bookstore of the philosopher-kings is right next door, but it doesn't help.) What is predicted to be boring at the University of Chicago is inevitably so.
2. Smoking Cigarettes:
This has bothered me for a long time, but I can forget about it for a few months before I find another set of friends who are in the belly of the beast. "It won't make me addicted if I have a few now and then." Yes, but it increases your lung cancer risk every time. More importantly, no one will explain to me why smoking is pleasurable. And no, this is one of those things that I'm not trying even once.
3. John Shelby Spong:
He was at the Sem-Coop promoting his new book recently. Among liberal non-religious bloggers who are fighting some of the barbarians , this new book sends them into paroxysms of joy. I think Red State Rabble put it worst when he said The Sins of Scripture presented "a biblical point of view as rare as Republicans in heaven." Well, that's three falsehoods in one clause. The view presented is neither biblical (since it's not founded on anything meritorious in the Scriptures) and rare (Paine's Age of Reason could be updated every decade, I suppose). As for Republicans in heaven...the divine economy really doesn't work that way.
If he were not an Episcopal bishop, I could chuckle and then pray no one was led into error by his views. Since he is an Episcopal bishop, I only can be amazed that the same Fire called down upon the heads of the Apostles was called down upon his head and pray even more.
4. Disdain for American Dad :
The return of Peter Griffin was a happy day for the American airwaves even in this brave new world of the FCC with teeth. But seriously, folks, American Dad is nearly as funny as Family Guy was during its first few episodes. Yes, the fish is not very funny, but the alien is hysterical. More importantly, very few live action sitcoms explore modern American marriage with as much frankness as these two animated sitcoms. Well, perhaps, Yes, Dear once... Moreover, don't we need a show on television that makes fun of the CIA as a bunch of good-intentioned but often hapless bureaucrats with cool toys. Shouldn't the truth be known?
5. My Hair
It really doesn't look as good to me as it does to everyone else. But then again, my hair never looks very good... Folks with pictures should send pictures... (N.B. I now have a dirty blonde dyed mohawk. This is the most I ever have done with my hair. Comparisons have been made with Morrissey...).
All right. It's up to you to do a better job than I did. So let's send it over to The Man of Many Ways (Craig) , and Ruthie the Graphonaut . And if anyone else wants these "invitations," I have three left.
ESA(20050522.1)
P.B. Aubade is coming! Soon! Look for it Finals Week (or before)!
I'm not sure how I feel about blogging memes. I'll do ones that inspire me, and I won't do ones that don't. But I'll try Caesar's Bath of Camassia via the Logacousmatist-Logopoet .
1. Bar Night:
Because when I was a small child, I had an unnatural fear of the novel (grass, spaghetti sauce, mud), I continue to say that I'll try almost anything once, if I can't see body or soul coming to immediate harm. My aesthetic sensibilities, for instance, don't get a pass. Well, after being begged for Wednesday after Wednesday to come to Bar Night, I did (because I didn't have class until 2 PM the next day). Gosh, I almost longed for Dr. Pepper Hour at Baylor. I mean, the U of C Fraternity Party is such a poor excuse for recreation to my lights that I should have noticed that holding it on a Wednesday night (when I assumed people might have one or two drinks only) might make people more coherent or interested in talking about some joy of the curriculum. No. Even at the University of Chicago, I just have to stop imagining an idea suddenly breaking into the world, especially in Alpha Del (Yes, the bookstore of the philosopher-kings is right next door, but it doesn't help.) What is predicted to be boring at the University of Chicago is inevitably so.
2. Smoking Cigarettes:
This has bothered me for a long time, but I can forget about it for a few months before I find another set of friends who are in the belly of the beast. "It won't make me addicted if I have a few now and then." Yes, but it increases your lung cancer risk every time. More importantly, no one will explain to me why smoking is pleasurable. And no, this is one of those things that I'm not trying even once.
3. John Shelby Spong:
He was at the Sem-Coop promoting his new book recently. Among liberal non-religious bloggers who are fighting some of the barbarians , this new book sends them into paroxysms of joy. I think Red State Rabble put it worst when he said The Sins of Scripture presented "a biblical point of view as rare as Republicans in heaven." Well, that's three falsehoods in one clause. The view presented is neither biblical (since it's not founded on anything meritorious in the Scriptures) and rare (Paine's Age of Reason could be updated every decade, I suppose). As for Republicans in heaven...the divine economy really doesn't work that way.
If he were not an Episcopal bishop, I could chuckle and then pray no one was led into error by his views. Since he is an Episcopal bishop, I only can be amazed that the same Fire called down upon the heads of the Apostles was called down upon his head and pray even more.
4. Disdain for American Dad :
The return of Peter Griffin was a happy day for the American airwaves even in this brave new world of the FCC with teeth. But seriously, folks, American Dad is nearly as funny as Family Guy was during its first few episodes. Yes, the fish is not very funny, but the alien is hysterical. More importantly, very few live action sitcoms explore modern American marriage with as much frankness as these two animated sitcoms. Well, perhaps, Yes, Dear once... Moreover, don't we need a show on television that makes fun of the CIA as a bunch of good-intentioned but often hapless bureaucrats with cool toys. Shouldn't the truth be known?
5. My Hair
It really doesn't look as good to me as it does to everyone else. But then again, my hair never looks very good... Folks with pictures should send pictures... (N.B. I now have a dirty blonde dyed mohawk. This is the most I ever have done with my hair. Comparisons have been made with Morrissey...).
All right. It's up to you to do a better job than I did. So let's send it over to The Man of Many Ways (Craig) , and Ruthie the Graphonaut . And if anyone else wants these "invitations," I have three left.
ESA(20050522.1)
P.B. Aubade is coming! Soon! Look for it Finals Week (or before)!
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