Leave it to me to ask a Chinese grad student in my lab if she had any sisters or brothers at lunch in an attempt  to make conversation. Just try to imagine the saddest little asian face appear as she said, “Ohhhhh I wish I did! :( My parents’ generation had siblings so I have lots of cousins? :( :( :(

 

I’m such an asshole.

one J. A. Ivers says:

“i’m having a very surreal experience just thinking of you being finished . . . i can only hope you’re sitting in a kiddie pool in the middle of your apartment drinking cocktails from some kind of oversized vessel . . . or at least, as i was, writing a faulkner paper on nothing but coffee, lots of coffee, so that when you finally finish it all you have to do is have one beer and dance to a rolling stones song in order to be intoxicated in every sense of the word.”

Hello blogreaders!

 

Come  see me give a talk on human moral superiority at the Philosophy Senior Seminar tomorrow at 11 AM in the Humanities building, room 142 at Saint Louis University (a swell place, to be certain) in St. Louis, MO.  Jeff Tweedy says I’m ‘a real good talker,’ you know.  He knows these things.