If I ever get to the point of being independently wealthy, I probably should just go ahead and shoot myself then, because all of my contribution to society will be over. I mean, what have I done the past few days while Amy's at work? Diddled around on the internet, messed around with my website, posted a few reviews, watched movies, taken some pretty stupendous dumps, cleaned Maggie's shit.

Well, I did manage to work out the course progression for my class this semester. And I did manage to read quite a bit for my dissertation and do some thinking.

[Sidebar: ain't that a crazy world I live in, where I can just read and think and consider that an accomplishment, and not be completely insane? I still can't get over it. Maybe I should... I'd probably get more "real work" done, right?]

I took down our Christmas tree, and organized our clothes (of which we're going to donate at least 50% to some sort of charitable organization. I still have clothes from high school!)

Okay, in reality, it's just been a really boring fucking week. I'll get over myself soon enough. Luckily, tomorrow is Saturday, which is Amy's last day at work for the weekend. And Sunday is going to be my Quaker experiment part two, where I attempt to go and worship in silence with the Kent congregation.

[Ooh, Quakerism Sidebar: Remember how the Akron Friends Meeting was a vacant lot around which I could find no signs of life? Well, apparently they moved a couple houses down into bigger digs. I'm still going to try Kent, though, because a huge aspect of church is the social aspect and I think that I might be in a place more comfortable (which is key when I'm so socially inept and terrified) with academics and students that may (or may not) frequent that meeting. It's a look-and-see situation. If Kent is lame, then it's off to Akron. If all else fails, it appears that there are vibrant meetings in Wooster and Cleveland, though the drive is a little far.]

Okay, I should have called this one a Random Thoughts post. This may be the most random post that wasn't a Random Thoughts post.

That reminds me: I made Amy's day today by sending her an article that Geraldo Rivera's crappy syndicated "news" magazine was cancelled. I think I could have only made her happier had the show cancelled been Fear Factor. I know that show (or at least think) has died already, but she hates that show more than anything else, I think.

Speaking of kind of stupid competitions (like Fear Factor), here's a thought and pseudo-rhetorical question for you: if you had to choose one singer/band/composer (all time) and one artist (all time) to represent your country, which one would it be? I think my singer/band/composer would be Johnny Cash, and my artist would be Andy Warhol. I know, very 20th century, but that is what most of the culture today is a rehashing of, and therefore where most of our contemporary influences lie.

I guess you could do the same with authors, in which case my choice would be (of course) Kurt Vonnegut (or maybe Mark Twain - they're remarkably similar or maybe Hunter S. Thompson... damn, that one's harder than I thought). I know, they're not terribly creative on my part, but they're what I could come up with. You can put your answers here, if the fancy strikes your sorry ass. We'll call it the Pseudo-Itellectual Pretend Olympics, with events in Music (any genre), Art (any media) and literature (any form). If you're adventurous (and more knowledgeable than myself) you can add particpants for philosophers, mathematicians, scientists, or whomever else.

I know, everyone who reads this blog is an American, so there won't be much of a competition, but that's not the point. Actually, there is no point. I'm just rambling, and that's fine because I need a waste dump of my brain. Like I said, I've done nothing (or seemingly little) of consequence the past few days, so I have to clean up.

Too bad I don't forget these stupid intellectual things and clean our real physical house!

What a fucking dump!