• Ask me no more questions…

    Here’s an excerpt of an email I received from a friend a few weeks ago. (And yes, I do keep emails in my inbox for several weeks at a time: one never knows when one will actually take the time… more ›

  • The New Empty of Graduate School

    Here’s a sample of some of the crazy shit I end up saying in class: Just as the Skeptics refuse to rely on the senses, so too do the Buddhists. But in Buddhism, the mind (or mentality) is considered one… more ›

  • Taxing Day

    First off, I oppose all taxing situations. Secondly, read my lips: “No new taxes.” Finally, I’d like to modestly propose a revision to our investment scheme in the United States. Let’s rid ourselves of taxes altogether and instead make investments… more ›

  • Anger (Under New) Management

    I could login here almost daily and list a dozen or more complaints about bothersome conditions that invade my otherwise placid world, but I’m tired of bitching. Tired of being a bitch. Yeah, that’s right: you read it here first.… more ›

  • Me So Hijab

    Walking the halls of my large, very international, urban university, I often find myself face to face with what I once considered human-sized jawas: Muslim women wearing hijab. In fact, over the past few semesters I’ve even befriended a few… more ›

  • It’s my party, and I’ll cry if I want to…

    Here is what I wrote: I was elected to be a delegate to the district convention, but I will be unable to attend. Would you please select an alternate to go in my place? Here is what I should have… more ›

  • Bolesław LeafMarch 19, 1994 – March 16, 2008 Rest in peace, my little orange baby. more ›

  • I can’t believe it’s not Tuesday…

    My calendar tells me it’s spring break this week, despite the fact that spring doesn’t begin for a another week and that over my “break” I have to write a midterm exam for my students, re-evaluate the grades for a… more ›

  • the grandeurs of risk

    I’m convinced that such a circle [that is, the unclosable circle of an encounter, which revolves around the undesirable] only exhausts the strength of those who don’t enter into it with the grandeur of risk, the amorous and loving truth,… more ›

  • Broken Wing

    There are few things more tragic than a suffering animal, whether that animal be human or not. Watching the demise. Witness to the dissipation. All you want to do, all you feel you can do, is hold on to something… more ›