Things currently on my mind: my SO and our recently-evolved relationship; managerial/leadership styles in relation to the newspaper; the computer architecture exam today; lightening my [emotional] baggage load (or maybe just acquiring some wheels to ease the traveling…); the comp. arch. paper due tomorrow; fixing (again!) the mess that is my lower left leg; and PLC. More interesting and detailed updates to come once I get past some of the schoolwork.

Emily Dickinson, Life, XI: MUCH madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye; Much sense the starkest madness. ’T is the majority In this, as all, prevails. Assent, and you are sane; Demur,—you ’re straightway dangerous, And handled with a chain. All I have to say is: indeed.

Ronn Taylor is celebrating the end of the National Poetry month by posting a poem a day this weekend, starting today. I can jump on that bandwagon. Today, I present Allen Ginsburg’s “Howl“, which captured my attention almost violently on my first reading of it a year ago.

The Sexy Leprechaun drew a cartoon for us this week detailing his opinion of the anti-President Midgley rally being held today. Since I don’t appreciate being torn limb from limb by Luke, Bob, and Dr. McKnuckleberry–and because I didn’t want it associated with the damned good article J. wrote–I decided not to run it. But the cartoon is kinda funny, even from a neutral perspective such as mine. (WO ended up drawing us an angry protester with a big sign showing a question mark. The point was very clear, wasn’t any more offensive than the article was, and went well with the article. I’ll try to post the PDF of…

Andrea came over last night to study for our analytical chemistry test. Problem is, I’ve got about 1.5 things on my mind, and ain’t a damn bit of it is chemistry. We stayed up late chatting about.. well, about one-and-a-half topics. Andrea was surprising unannoyed with my tenacity and circular thinking and wailing. The test went well despite my early morning cramming session. I had a superlative weekend. Friday night I went over to Dr. 7’s and he bought us pizza (although I drove to get it, of course). We watched Eddie Murphy’s Raw and Stephen Lynch’s Live at the El Rey. I’d completely forgotten how well Murphy does Sanctimonious…