Approaching My Vanishing Point

[cbertsch]

I can't believe my parents finally have a high-speed internet connection. I can actually do work in their house. What a difference that makes in my perception of the place. It feels far less claustrophobic now. Maybe I'll buy them a switch, so I can plug my laptop in. Anyway, I have a ton to say, but am far too tired to say it. Tomorrow I belatedly begin my third consecutive Cultural Studies Association conference, where I will see Jillian -- "Hooray!" -- and muse on all the good thoughts that reading Giorgio Agamben on the plane inspired. For now, though, my sister's one-time bedroom calls. I feel like Barry Newman after he has piloted that white Dodge Challenger across the Nevada line.

Comments

[kdotdammit.livejournal.com]

Jeesh, hope that dosn't mean they're spending all day reading blogs.

[cbertsch.livejournal.com]

Since they still haven't figured out how to use their new computer, I seriously doubt it. Besides, it's in the room of many wonders, i.e. my old room.

[schencka.livejournal.com]

Oh, permanent exception is such a coward's philosophy! Statist, crude, unreflexive.
I'm interested now in Agamben after reading about him on wikipedia.

[cbertsch.livejournal.com]

Even if i ultimately must part ways with him, I find his writing unusually productive to read. It gets me thinking and thinking well. That means a lot.