Sunday, March 21, 2010

a conversation with my mother.

My family came to visit this weekend. Within five minutes of arriving, the following conversation ensued:

Mom: "So how are things going? I know you've been so busy lately..."

Me: "Ugh. To be honest, this week has been insane. I finally finished grading midterms and papers, and doing that while trying to catch up on other work since spring break has just made everything so much crazier. And, I have a paper due on Monday! I swear, I've been so busy, I literally haven't had time to eat."

Mom: "Oh, I was just thinking that you looked like you lost weight. You should be busy more often!"

Me: "Um. Thanks?"

Thursday, March 4, 2010

newty g makes a comeback.

From The New Yorker:

"Newt Gingrich, the former Speaker of the House, is a reader--and something of a postermodern interpreter--of the works of Albert Camus and George Orwell. A few days before President Obama's big health-care 'summit,' Gingrich addressed the Conservative Political Action Conference. He cited Camus's, 'The Plague,' summarizing its message with Jack Nicholsonian authoritativeness: 'The authorities can't stand the truth.'"

Camus! At CPAC! He is rolling in his grave, surely. Where do you come up with this stuff, Newty G? And why do I still think you are strangely awesome?