Well, Fuck Me with a Fork

Actually, don’t.

But guess who is in my Major American Writers class next term, the class I was looking forward to quite a bit, despite my tendency to shy away from exclusively “American” topics in literature? The Thorn’s very own George Dawkins. In fact, there are too many people in that class I know. And some of them are actually somewhat literary-minded, which means my ideas (such as they are) will sound even more like shit, which means I can plan on being quiet and simply absorbing for probably most of the quarter. It’s twelfth grade English all over again. There will be those three or four people who bunt around ideas while the rest of us sit in silence and nod at convenient times, because to speak up is to invite ridicule or derision or complaints about the low level of the class discussion.

Le sigh (isn’t butchering French fun?). I suppose I should reserve judgement until I’m actually in the class, huh? As long as I can get a front row seat, I’m good.

[Listening to “Cowgirl” [Underworld / Hackers]]

"It’s in that place where I put that thing that time."

It crossed my mind briefly to write about my ridiculously fun evening last night with The Crazy CO Girls (and Guys), but then I realized that, out of context, it probably wouldn’t be funny. How can one portray the hilarity of random porn music outbursts during Interview with a Vampire (more appropriate in the book, given Rice’s writing style than in the toned-down movie), and the outbursts of “Armand is supposed to look like a little boy! Ahn-tonio doesn’t look like a little boy!” and “Shouldn’t that be some sort of ancient Italian accent instead of a Spanish one?” and “Anne Rice also writes S & M erotica.” … “Have you read them, Greg? How do you know it’s S & M?” Or the all-out bashing of Hackers, a movie that was so much cooler many years ago, but still holds a certain charm. (I just want to say, for the last time, that I hate Johnny Lee Miller’s voice!). When a bunch of Computer Science and Computer Engineering (CO) majors get together (for anything), I can only advise that the building be evacuated of all other inhabitants.

[Listening to “Communicate [Headquake Hazy Cloud Mix]” [Plastico / Hackers]