Archive for August, 2011

In Which I Ponder Language and Philosophy, Causing Me to Nerdgasm Publicly… Again

Language is fine; people are the problem It is neither rational nor moral to suggest that words have some—let me risk lifting a word from Dr. Hart’s field—ousia or Platonic essence. Words mean only what people choose them to mean. That is precisely why nice no longer means “lewd.” Transpire came to mean something in [...]

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The Unbearable Death of Postmodernism

Postmodernism is dead I have some good news—kick back, relax, enjoy the rest of the summer, stop worrying about where your life is and isn’t heading. What news? Well, on 24th September, we can officially and definitively declare that postmodernism is dead. Finished. History. A difficult period in human thought over and done with. How [...]

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Quick and Dirty, but I couldn’t help it…

Taking a quick break from studying to do this reflects how much I don’t care about time management. I know it’s a crappy photoshop job: I’m no photoshop guru, and that it only took 15 minutes doesn’t help either.

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A Couple Random Literary Notes (And One Shameless Plug)

First, a shameless plug: I have a poem in the new issue of Used Gravitrons. Check it out, the whole issue is quite wonderful, really. Second, and maybe a little late, but Miracle Jones at The Fiction Circus posted a wonderful guide to writing fiction: How to be a Fiction Writer. And I’m not sure [...]

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But, but, but voting is your civic duty!

  Also, to cut down on the cynicism and inject some wholesome idealism, check this out: ALL-Left.net.

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Daily Links

New items for August 10, 2011: Google Reader: Regulators Crush Another Small Business

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Post-Spain, I’m feelin’ a little blue

Spain is such a wonderful country. A little rough getting used to the schedule though. Outside of Madrid, everything was seriously closed from 2-5 every afternoon. I never had an excuse not to take a nap. Those siestas were awesome. The wine is plentiful and inexpensive. The jamón is amazing. I really ought to whip [...]

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