The taxi will be here at 4:40 in the morning. I’ll be at the airport shortly after 5, for a 6-am-ish flight. To Denver then Ontario.
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The taxi will be here at 4:40 in the morning. I’ll be at the airport shortly after 5, for a 6-am-ish flight. To Denver then Ontario.
Chatted with some old “friends” this evening.
The day in review:
It’s Sunday evening and I just want to ramble a bit.
One of the more difficult social tensions (dialectics) to solve is between involvement and distance.
I re-watched X-Men – The Last Stand (aka X-Men 3) today, and with the commentary. It’s hard to take the commentary seriously, which is to say, when the director and writers talk about how much they “love” a certain shot, I can’t always tell whether they’re being snarky — most of the time — or sincere. It is clear that most of the time they’re being snarky, but it’s a “Boy Who Cried Wolf” thing — I can’t take any praise they lavish on anyone as sincere or real. It’s all a crock, which makes the commentary rather useless, no?
… I found it difficult to say no to a pound and a half of bulk milk chocolate on sale at Woodman’s. I think I paid about $0.78 for it. A big block. I planned and still plan on baking with it … but a bite here or there.
Yum.
Over the years I’ve lost a lot if not most of my respect for Salon.com. Camille Paglia was one reason, Horowitz another, and then annoying site redesigns, and various types of advertising and membership models and other shit. And then an annoying dogmatic coastal / big-city liberalism to much of what was published, and those who wrote “Letters to the Editors” — even worse.
I taught in a relatively quiet classroom by comparison; my class of 15 (14 today) would have been small-pickins for a would-be-gunman.