I hate the Carolingian Empire. I hate the Abbasid Calphate. I want to go home, eat pasta, watch O Brother, Where art Thou? and The Big Lebowski until I pass out. Finals kill me. Finals kill my students. Ergo, my students kill me.

"God is dead-Nieztche
Nieztche is dead-God
Ergo, Nieztche is God-Plato"
-written in three different inks and three different handwritings on a bathroom stall.

I'm reminded of that joke about the farmer who gets everything and then looses it all. It ends with God saying, "There's just something about you that pisses me off."

Christian Rudder is writing on his website again. I have dream that he, Seanbaby, and Spooky write stuff for the Words section.

I heard from Aint it Cool News that the Coen Brothers are making a movie based on Jesus, from the Big Lebowski...

It fill my heart with joy for the future.

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