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It's fair to say now, after 5 weeks of living in D.C., that I am ready to go home. I am thoroughly ready to depart. At a moment's notice I will drop whatever I am doing and hit the road.
I have been internally debating whether or not I should quit my internship a week early; new evidence has arisen that my colleage, Sarah, is leaving the internship a week early (the last day being next Friday for her) because of her Study Abroad program in Austria. I could just as easily do the same, with a made-up excuse instead, of course: "Boss, I have to leave the position a week early. Why you ask? Umm... the pizza delivery place I used to work at needs delivery drivers. Yes, they need them *that* badly. No, of course I'm not making this shit up." I don't think it will work.
I have read so much in the past 5 weeks. Many, many books. The amount of literature I have read in the past weeks out wieghs what I would normally read in an entire year. Here is a list, in order of completion:
1) "The Death of Common Sense". A general essay attacking the overly-beurocratic system that has become our nation. One example the book cites: it took the FDA over 20 years to declare that DDT, who's aggregious environmental detructiveness inspired Rachel Carson's equally aggregious "Silent Spring", was for all intents and purposes 'bad'. An incisive piece of literature, to be sure. Moderates and conservatives alike would enjoy it, but not desk-jocky loving liberals.
2) "The Broom of the System". The author David Foster Wallace's debut novel. Takes place in a slightly Bizarro Cleveland, Ohio and examines the trials and tribulations of a young lady in the midst of an identity crisis. Hi-freaking-larios.
3) "A Confederacy of Dunces". The author wrote the manuscript and some years later, committed suicide. The foreword of the novel addresses how the text came to be published, a rather interesting and funny story. The novel itself is downright good, depicting an overwieght, abnormally intelligent, frustrated beast of a man with gastrointestinal problems who lives with his mother.
4) "Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim". David Sedaris's latest opus. Not nearly the knock-out punch that "Me Talk Pretty One Day" was, but any collection with a story entitled 'Six to Eight Black Men' has to be good.
5) "How to Be Good". The author of "High Fidelity" and "About a Boy" returns with his most recent release. A story about another individual who is trapped in a marriage that she hates and loathes until her husband has a bizzare spiritual rebirth, which results in her hating and loathing him and her marriage even more. Another identity-crisis addressing novel, and abso-fucking-lutely good.
I intend to drop by the Borders again tomorrow and see if anything else there will appeal to my palate.
Also, I saw "Batman Begins" last night and was overjoyed at how kickass it was. YOU, ALL OF YOU, need to see it immediatly. It addresses Bruce Wayne's back story far beyond the simple, 20 second scene of his parents being murdered in an alley. It delves deep into the time he spent in the East, learning martial arts, and returning to Gotham to take back family control of Wayne Enterprizes and, as Batman, take on his newest enemy Scarecrow.
That's all I've got so say for tonight. Anybody out there looking for a good conversation, give me a call.
I have been internally debating whether or not I should quit my internship a week early; new evidence has arisen that my colleage, Sarah, is leaving the internship a week early (the last day being next Friday for her) because of her Study Abroad program in Austria. I could just as easily do the same, with a made-up excuse instead, of course: "Boss, I have to leave the position a week early. Why you ask? Umm... the pizza delivery place I used to work at needs delivery drivers. Yes, they need them *that* badly. No, of course I'm not making this shit up." I don't think it will work.
I have read so much in the past 5 weeks. Many, many books. The amount of literature I have read in the past weeks out wieghs what I would normally read in an entire year. Here is a list, in order of completion:
1) "The Death of Common Sense". A general essay attacking the overly-beurocratic system that has become our nation. One example the book cites: it took the FDA over 20 years to declare that DDT, who's aggregious environmental detructiveness inspired Rachel Carson's equally aggregious "Silent Spring", was for all intents and purposes 'bad'. An incisive piece of literature, to be sure. Moderates and conservatives alike would enjoy it, but not desk-jocky loving liberals.
2) "The Broom of the System". The author David Foster Wallace's debut novel. Takes place in a slightly Bizarro Cleveland, Ohio and examines the trials and tribulations of a young lady in the midst of an identity crisis. Hi-freaking-larios.
3) "A Confederacy of Dunces". The author wrote the manuscript and some years later, committed suicide. The foreword of the novel addresses how the text came to be published, a rather interesting and funny story. The novel itself is downright good, depicting an overwieght, abnormally intelligent, frustrated beast of a man with gastrointestinal problems who lives with his mother.
4) "Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim". David Sedaris's latest opus. Not nearly the knock-out punch that "Me Talk Pretty One Day" was, but any collection with a story entitled 'Six to Eight Black Men' has to be good.
5) "How to Be Good". The author of "High Fidelity" and "About a Boy" returns with his most recent release. A story about another individual who is trapped in a marriage that she hates and loathes until her husband has a bizzare spiritual rebirth, which results in her hating and loathing him and her marriage even more. Another identity-crisis addressing novel, and abso-fucking-lutely good.
I intend to drop by the Borders again tomorrow and see if anything else there will appeal to my palate.
Also, I saw "Batman Begins" last night and was overjoyed at how kickass it was. YOU, ALL OF YOU, need to see it immediatly. It addresses Bruce Wayne's back story far beyond the simple, 20 second scene of his parents being murdered in an alley. It delves deep into the time he spent in the East, learning martial arts, and returning to Gotham to take back family control of Wayne Enterprizes and, as Batman, take on his newest enemy Scarecrow.
That's all I've got so say for tonight. Anybody out there looking for a good conversation, give me a call.