I’m sorry for the brief hiatus; I had a major hard drive meltdown, and I’m still in the process of getting my virtual legs back under me. As it turns out, posting from my office at CMU is not quite the same thing as posting at my “leisure” at home. Accordingly, though I technically blogged [...]
Archive for the ‘amor fati!’ Category
Untimely Meditations
Posted in amor fati!, fear the narwhal! on February 20, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Least Complicated
Posted in amor fati! on February 13, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Fun fact: I once showed Amy Ray of the Indigo Girls how to do kneeling cable crunches. I am, as it turns out, pretty darned important.
The purloined title aside, however, this post has precious little to do with the Indigo Girls and much to do with Thoreau. Just when you think I’m going to snack, I [...]
“Carcasse, Tu Trembles?”
Posted in advanced navel-gazery, amor fati! on December 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Today I’ll begin by getting my geek on. This presupposes that I sometimes take my geek off, which is obviously a figurative manufacture, but bear with me. We won’t get very far if you keep on quibbling.
I play fantasy football, a game of very sober make-believe in which adults contend by picking real football players [...]
That is quality, is it not?
Posted in amor fati!, book-larnin' on December 13, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Have I dropped a little Beckett on you? Oh yes, it seems I have.
Today will involve advanced tricksiness, as I’ve still got to find some magical way to systematize thirteen very different essay exams. I’ve managed to put two classes to bed for ‘08, so I have a bit of leisure to dwell on the [...]
Gratitude
Posted in amor fati! on November 27, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Today: fun! Arterial spray in the trees, gobbets of flesh flung hither and yon, and all the feral fixins you’d expect on a very Bald Man holiday.
Have I mentioned that I’m writing a story about the loup-garou? That would probably be a useful prefatory note.
Lest ye get whiplash from the transition from the prior post [...]
Good Gnus; or, Poor Behavior Rewarded
Posted in amor fati!, good gnus! on November 6, 2008 | 2 Comments »
In theory I should be writing an article about Charlotte Smith; in theory I should be offering academic job hunters recommendations for rejiggering their CVs; in theory I should be finishing up a short story I’m preparing for the Realms of Fantasy 2009 Halloween issue.
Instead I have been shackled to the keyboard, performing the merriest of [...]
The Care of the Self
Posted in amor fati! on October 17, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Today I’m taking a cue from Full-Grown Single, more particularly the recent (October 10) post on Desulforudis audaxviator, which is only the coolest critter ever. Hunkered down about two miles below the earth’s surface, snacking on uranium decay, ol’ Dax (as I like to call him) minds his own beeswax, interested in nothing but his own ineffable Daxness. [...]
Sex and the Single Professor II; or, Solitude is Difficult
Posted in academia, amor fati!, solitude standing on September 19, 2008 | 3 Comments »
This is how I rope in the Suzanne Vega fans. They are, as you know, a key demographic.
Many moons ago I went to a dentist to have a filling replaced. She saw me on short notice, proved to be quite nice, and explained clearly her rationale for going with a simple fix that could always [...]
Autumnal Froth
Posted in amor fati!, fear the hydra! on September 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
If you handed me a mug and told me it was full of “autumnal froth,” I would totally drink it. I cannot help but think this will someday be my undoing.
I’ve had a reasonably busy week, which is why I’ve been a bit of a posting delinquent. I must admit, however, that I’m enjoying this [...]
The Savage Breast
Posted in amor fati!, vagaries of verse on September 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I’ll keep this brief today, as I’m dog-tired and need to conserve enough energy to rant and rail against Thomas Gray à la Samuel Johnson. I had a mighty fine long weekend (not so much festive as productive), but it squeezed a lot of juice out of the bouncing bald man.
September 1st marks the start [...]
