When I returned from this most recent time in Paris, I remarked to anyone who asked that I was all travel'd out. That I wanted to remain within America's borders for a bit, and were I to indulge the wanderlust, it would be to learn and better understand my country's contours. Its ridges and valleys. Ride down its roads, ideally with the top down, ( Read more... )

-- One Judge Makes the Case for Judgment - Matthew Van Meter, The Atlantic, Feb. 25, 2016 ( Read more... )

Because I couldn't concentrate enough this morning to review answers for yesterday's milestone exams, I read a piece on the enduring necessity and accidental poetry of Greyhound buses. At 4.30pm, I will board one ( Read more... )

My goodness, what an episode of Jessica Jones won't do for the serotonin.

Right now, I'm listening to a band called Earshot. They were part of the nu-metal wave of the early aughts, a pretty homogenous sound with only slight variance in vocals from band to band. Generally bland and angsty and simplistic, with names like Puddle of Mudd and Strata ( Read more... )

YEAR-IN-REVIEW ROUNDUP

The 2015 Highlight Reel, Italics Edition

Oh boy. Here goes.

January: T ruminates on some of the difficult things he will have to do while home, finds solace in books, then, as he attempts to rebuild a bridge burnt, returns to Paris after its first terrorist attack of the year.

February: T frackin' loves the BSG pilot, ( Read more... )

I'd meant to write on the eve of my departure from France, as it seemed appropriate to document how much it felt like the Third Act in a play or a movie. A culmination of things, victory achieved not simply in the domain of academics but elsewhere as well. Personal self-actualization through the activism in which I'd become involved, securing a job ( Read more... )

Just put 7 kilos of books in the mail. I suddenly have space in my suitcase again.

This was one of those days. The bottle-up-in-a-time-capsule-and-preserve type days. Maybe it'll stick around as a memory for a while, maybe it'll fade, or maybe I'll remember it again some time later down the road when the sun and the breeze and a wave of golden hair get at just the right angle to bring it all back to life for me ( Read more... )

Mayweather with the unanimous decision. In the most boring fight anybody ever waited five years for ( Read more... )

About 300 words shy of 40000, and Pt. II (of III) is finished. Commence backup. On the same day that I finish binge-watching Battlestar Galactica. Not as dissatisfied with the ending as popular opinion things I should be. I was ready for some happiness ( Read more... )