Friday, October 22, 2004

Grocery List

Leave it to Trey Parker & Matt Stone (in their new film Team America) to equate male-to-male oral sex with the ultimate expression of American patriotism. I think it's a lesson we all need to learn. Over and over again. "America--Fuck yeah!" said in my sexy, porn star voice.

Watched I Heart Huckabees Wednesday evening (btw, this is one of the most clever film sites I've seen): it's just as inspiring and life-changing as What the Bleep, but hilarious. Lily Tomlin is in perfect form, as evidenced by her adept darting around the lawn while the sprinklers are on. We'd all do much better with her as the existential detective on our case.

November is National Novel Writing Month. Anybody up for writing a novel? I think I'll take a rain check.

Yes, I admit: my blog is becoming less and less interesting. It's been reduced to a mere grocery list of movie titles and inconsequential errata. I insist that this is not due to the fact that I've recently stopped thinking deep thoughts. On the contrary, I'm probably thinking considerably deeper thoughts these days. But my work schedule is getting the best of me. And I've recently begun working on a new project which I'm hoping to finish by the end of the year--if I can maintain my workload as well as successfully complete what has turned out to be possibly the most mind-numbingly boring class of my entire graduate career. I'm only 6 weeks from the end of the term. Then I'll post all the deep thoughts you can handle!

Wanted to write something brilliant about Derrida's death and what he meant to me ("great Rosetta stone of my hieroglyphics"), but I'll have to take a rain check on that as well. In the meantime, I recommend Taylor's personal essay. (But wot! no Nietzsche?)

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