Saturday, March 27, 2004

While everyone in the blogosphere seems to be taking up sides on the gay marriage issue, I invite you to read the most entertaining essay I've yet found on the subject. Will Shakespeare considers "the marriage of man with man, and maid with maid," and provides this personal testimonial:

And to those who say that the act itself be damnable: here I stand to give them the lie. Even poor Kit Marlowe, who spent his life believing himself damn'd and labouring to make himself more so, was quite put out of countenance at his hour of reckoning, when ugly Hell failed to gape nor Lucifer came not.

We're glad you're not in hell, Master Shakespeare.

Tuesday, March 23, 2004

Iris and I are currently discussing the sex appeal of Paul Krugman. Iris says he has "that Unabomber beard. He's a wild man." I have no comment.

Iris has also expressed a desire to find David Brooks in a broom closet. She says, "I want to see how a conservative intellectual kisses. As opposed to a liberal economist."

We both agree that no one should ever hook up with Maureen Dowd.

ETA: We have determined that Kermit the Frog is possibly the only being in the universe with whom both of us would be willing to make out.

Sunday, March 21, 2004

Greetings, Nuns and all!
I am visiting Andrea this week in a sunnier part of the world than I usually inhabit, and boy am I jetlagged! Today we visited a belly dancing conference, which was pretty interesting.. a cross between a hippy commune and Strictly Ballroom. I got a jingly coin covered waist decoration, and Andrea got some earrings.

In other news:

1. I finished my masters program application and dropped it off.

2. I have jury duty in the beginning of May: I will therefore not be able to go to a wedding reception in NYC or a reunion at the old alma mater.