Hopefully, Obama's eloquent speech on Tuesday will spark a mature and serious national discussion about the issues of race and identity.
But in the meantime...
References to the blog Stuff White People Like are popping up everywhere lately. It seems to get quite a mixed reaction from readers, but I have to say that I find it pretty amusing. (I guess ironic self-derision is also something that white people like). I always knew that I was extremely white, but I didn't realize that I was such a walking, talking, blogging, public radio-listening stereotype.
And after my love letter to The Wire in my last post, I got a real kick out of #85.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
All In The Game
You may have noticed that my posts, while never particularly regular, have been completely absent lately. This is due to:
a. working on a big assignment for my grad school class, a project that was immediately followed by
b. a trip back east to scout out wedding locations and finally settle on a date for THE BIG DAY.
(Even though the wedding is more than a year away it's amazing--and a little disturbing--how planning this one event has suddenly become the central focus of my life. While the rest of the world has been watching the Democratic Party slowly implode and googling "Emperors' Club" to see just what Eliot Spitzer has been up to, I have been agonizing over whether it's necessary to pay an extra $800 for a display of fruits and international cheeses at my reception. It's a sad state of affairs.)
and finally...
c. Matt and I have been racing through The Wire on DVD. And people, it is freaking AWESOME. It's the best show I've ever seen which, as a television junkie, is not a title that I bestow lightly. The fourth season in particular just broke my heart. I have to constantly remind myself that these characters aren't real. The only drawback to getting involved with the show is that if you watch enough of it, you'll find more four-letter words than usual creeping into your vocabulary. No doubt.
Anyway, these are my excuses for being such a delinquent blogger. I'm going to try to do better, but you know how life gets sometimes.
As the characters from The Wire might put it...It's all in the game, Motherfu**er!
a. working on a big assignment for my grad school class, a project that was immediately followed by
b. a trip back east to scout out wedding locations and finally settle on a date for THE BIG DAY.
(Even though the wedding is more than a year away it's amazing--and a little disturbing--how planning this one event has suddenly become the central focus of my life. While the rest of the world has been watching the Democratic Party slowly implode and googling "Emperors' Club" to see just what Eliot Spitzer has been up to, I have been agonizing over whether it's necessary to pay an extra $800 for a display of fruits and international cheeses at my reception. It's a sad state of affairs.)
and finally...
c. Matt and I have been racing through The Wire on DVD. And people, it is freaking AWESOME. It's the best show I've ever seen which, as a television junkie, is not a title that I bestow lightly. The fourth season in particular just broke my heart. I have to constantly remind myself that these characters aren't real. The only drawback to getting involved with the show is that if you watch enough of it, you'll find more four-letter words than usual creeping into your vocabulary. No doubt.
Anyway, these are my excuses for being such a delinquent blogger. I'm going to try to do better, but you know how life gets sometimes.
As the characters from The Wire might put it...It's all in the game, Motherfu**er!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
